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Felicity eventually made herself get out of Oliver's bed in search of more coffee. Her headache was starting to subside but she knew she needed more caffeine in order to get her day going. At least she didn't have anywhere she had to be today. Felicity was surprised to see Digg and Roy still sitting in her living room.

"How are you feeling? Everything alright?" Digg gave Felicity a measured look as she walked over to join them. She had no doubt what he was asking her about. "I'm fine John. Hung over, but fine."

Felicity moved over to where Roy was attempting to sit up on the couch. He looked pretty awful and was slouched over using the armrest as support. He had his red hoodie pulled up to cover his eyes from the glare of the living room lights. She sat down next to him and punched him on the shoulder. "Seriously, my bed? There are some basic rules of etiquette to follow even if you are drunk." Felicity winced and shook out her fist after punching him. "Sheesh, you guys are all built like brick houses."

Roy rubbed his shoulder where she had hit him. "Felicity, I'm sorry! Besides, you and Queen didn't seem to be complaining about it too much last night. Oliver could have made me move if you asked him to." Roy smirked and let his eyes trail down Felicity's hallway towards her guest room. "Besides, it looks as though you got a better offer anyways."

She tried unsuccessfully to keep the flush from flooding her face. "What are you guys still doing here? Oliver told me you all were heading down to the new site."

"Oliver's heading there now on his motorcycle," Dig answered. "I offered your friend a ride downtown to her meeting on our way. She's just finishing up getting ready."

Moments later, Jane came out of the bathroom wearing one of Felicity's favorite dresses. A tight grey one piece splashed with brightly colored geometric shapes. The dress was cut short and it accented Jane's legs nicely.

"Felicity. Your wardrobe has improved one hundred and ten percent since you started working for Oliver. I'm surprised he managed to get any work done at all with you prancing around in outfits like these." Jane spun around in an exaggerated motion to show off the dress.

"Why do you think their offices were separated by a glass wall?" Roy said skirting towards the edge of the couch to avoid retaliation from the petite blonde beside him.

Felicity glared at him and then turned back towards Jane. "I hardly prance."

Roy nodded at her. "You do so."

Felicity turned to John for support. He cleared his throat. "Maybe a little bit."

"Okay, I have not had enough caffeine yet this morning for this conversation. Don't you all have somewhere else you need to be?" Felicity made a point of not prancing to the kitchen as she got up to pour herself some more coffee. She returned to the living room shortly afterwards blowing on her hot drink.

"Come on Roy, let's go pull the car around. We'll meet you outside Jane." Digg touched Felicity affectionately on the shoulder and smiled at her as he got up to leave.

Roy jumped off the couch to follow Digg out the door. He threw his arm around Felicity. "Thanks again for the bed Blondie," he teased. She grabbed the back of his hoodie and pulled it off as he walked away and got more than a small jolt of pleasure as he winced at the sudden brightness.

Jane and Felicity watched the two men leave the townhouse. Jane sighed. "I would not kick either one of those men out of my bed for eating crackers. You really have to share your secret. How is it that you constantly have these gorgeous men lounging around your house?"

Felicity shook her head and smiled at her friend. "They are all part of the Oliver package. Once he gets back on his feet and finds his own place I'm sure that I'll have my normal boring apartment life back."

"Well, let's hope that it takes awhile for Oliver to get back on his feet then."

Felicity paused for a moment, not sure whether or not to share her new evening plans with her friend. "Oliver asked me to go out on a date with him tonight," she finally blurted out, speaking quickly.

"I knew it!" Jane exclaimed grabbing Felicity's hands. "Where are you going? Oh my God, what are you wearing?"

"We haven't made exact plans yet," Felicity said truthfully.

"I want details."

Felicity started pushing her friend towards the door. "I promise to give you all the details you want tomorrow. You had better go now. You're going to be late and John and Roy are waiting."

Jane sighed and made her way towards the exit. She spun on her heels to face her friend one last time. "I'm pretty sure I saw some sexy matching bra and underwear sets with tags on them in your dresser. Tonight is the night to cut some of those tags off!" And with that Jane was gone, shutting the door behind her as she went.

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Felicity had showered and had just started obsessing about her evening when Oliver called her on her cell phone. She felt heat rise to her face and her pulse quicken when she saw his picture pop up on the screen. She felt as though she was in high school again.

"Hello," Felicity said willing herself to sound more calm than she was.

"Hey. I made reservations at an Italian restaurant for us for tonight. You like Italian right? Everyone likes Italian."

"You made dinner reservations?" Felicity said trying not to appear surprised. Oliver usually had someone else do these sorts of things for him. She had made countless reservations during the year she worked as his executive assistant.

"Using the internet. A friend once told me that it's great for that sort of thing."

Felicity smiled at the memory of the day she said those words to him. "Your friend sounds smart."

"Smartest person I know. Anyways, I'll come home and pick you up later. Dinner reservations are for seven at Antonio's."

"Okay. See you later then."

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Later turned out to be much longer than expected. Felicity's monitoring software had picked up some suspicious information regarding illegal weapons trading just outside of Starling City. Felicity and Digg ran communication support from their respective locations while Oliver and Roy raced to intercept the transaction.

Hours had passed by the time Felicity was able to close her laptop and take off her comm device. Roy and Oliver had finally managed to apprehend the criminals and were just waiting for Starling City Police Department to take over.

Felicity sighed and slid out of the red dress she was wearing. She had gotten ready for their date prior to receiving the weapons intel. Unfortunately, the time of their dinner reservation had long since come and gone. She hung up her dress and decided to just put on one of Oliver's tee shirts that she found mixed in with her laundry in the dryer instead.

Felicity figured it would still be a couple of hours before Oliver returned home. She curled up with a blanket in her favorite spot on the couch and turned on the television to catch up on some of the Dr. Who episodes saved on her DVR.

She woke up to Oliver's thumb knuckle brushing along the side of her face. She gave a start and opened her eyes to see him kneeling down beside her. He was wearing a black teeshirt but he still had on the Arrow leather pants. She smiled and reached out to wipe off a smudge of black eye makeup that he must have missed during a hasty clean up.

"Sorry, I must have fallen asleep," she said sitting up. "Hey, something smells good. Are you cooking?"

"I promised you Italian," Oliver said smiling. "Our choices were fairly limited though. All we had on hand was frozen pizza or Kraft Dinner."

"Kraft Dinner is not Italian."

"I'm glad I went with the pizza then. Are you hungry?"

Felicity nodded.

"Good, it's almost ready." Oliver squeezed her hand and stood up to help her off the couch.

Felicity allowed him to pull her up and glanced down at her attire as the blanket fell to the ground. "I just remembered I'm not exactly dressed for dinner. I should go and change." She tried to pull her hand from his but he wouldn't loosen his hold. She looked at him questionably.

Oliver's eyes ran slowly down the length of her profile. Felicity's hair was loose and it fell in soft waves past her shoulders. His shirt barely reached her mid thighs and the fact that her legs and feet were bare gave her the illusion of being taller than she was.

Oliver's eyes met hers again. He took a step forward so that they were almost touching. "I like what you're wearing," he said softly.

Felicity felt her heartbeat quicken and in a bold move she took a step closer to him to allow her legs to brush against his. The cool leather was a stark contrast to the warmth she was feeling coursing through her body.

Oliver raised his hands to cup her chin and tilted her face up towards his. "Felicity..." he breathed. He leaned in and gently touched his lips to hers. He kissed her tentatively at first but quickly picked up the intensity when he noticed she wasn't hesitating in her response. Felicity was lost in sensation as his tongue danced with hers and she felt every nerve ending in her body respond to him.

Felicity was vaguely aware of the shrill ringing of the oven timer that caused Oliver to pull away from her. He groaned softly at the interruption.

"The pizza," he said. "Come on, I still owe you the rest of our date."

She smiled and walked with him hand in hand into the kitchen.

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So, anyone still remember this story? Thank you for being so patient in waiting for this update. As always thanks for reading. Please let me know if you are enjoying it (it feeds the muse and motivates me to keep writing). Reviews are welcome and appreciated. For those of you who are following my other story Just a Pretty Face. I am halfway through the next update and I promise to post more soon.