Author's Notes: Thank you for the follows and reviews! And to confirm—this is most definitely an Olicity pairing. This is my first fanfic ever and I am a little nervous about my writing skills. Thanks for the read!

"Cabernet sauvignon 2011, if you could please," Felicity ordered as she sparkled her eyes at the waiter.

Oliver gave her a questioned look.

"A sophisticated woman you got there, Ollie!" Matt was impressed.

Felicity loves red wine. Almost more than mint chocolate chip ice cream. And she will definitely need this glass more than anything tonight. She is more nervous about tonight than being captured by Slade Wilson. Oliver had almost forgotten that she once told him that she loves red wine. He's surprised she didn't strangle him for the bottle that he owes.

Oliver let out a laugh and a huge smile, "She's one of a kind."

She almost choked on her water and wanted to barf at that thought. Oliver would never say something like that. He was always careful of his words and those would never leak his lips.

"Are you okay there, baby?" Oliver placed his hand on her back and caressed her. Honestly, that touch drove sensation down Felicity's spine.

"Oh, I'm fine."

"I don't mean much disrespect, Felicity, but you are not usually the type that Oliver goes after. You are a woman of intelligence and that's a drastic change from what I remember in college," Matt laughed and admired her smarts. She was just telling them about her experience at MIT and how she got the job at QC.

"Oliver is a changed man. He's changed in different ways. Remember what he looked like in college with that awful hair cut?" Felicity smirked. Oliver didn't take that to a liking too much but laughed since Matt found it funny.

"Oh yeah, but everyone loved him. So what's your guys' story? I'm intrigued to hear." Matt leaned into the table for an interesting story.

"Oliver was persistent. Contrary to what you might remember of him, he doesn't have the magic spark he may have-"

"That's actually not true. She were smitten as soon as I walked into her office," Oliver retaliated.

"Negative. Oliver couldn't even ask me out properly for our first date. I've never seen anyone so nervous," Felicity dashed her eyes at Oliver. He knew what she was trying to do. She wanted to take any stab she can at him. "Oh, and it took him months to finally ask me out."

Matt's eyes widened. Oliver never had trouble with girls.

"And that explains why she melted in my arms when we had our first kiss," Oliver shot her a smirk.

"Well, he couldn't even wait to kiss me."

"Is that true? Because I'm sure you can't keep your eyes off of me when I am working out," Oliver responded.

"I think I've heard enough. I think you've met your match, Ollie. She is something different. I like you, Felicity," Matt winked at her.

Their drinks came and Felicity immediately took a sip of her delicious red wine. For most of the night, Matt and Oliver talked about QC and Oliver's plans on getting it back. They also touched on their college days before Oliver switched schools. Felicity had no problem with listening in and occasionally adding a sentence or two in. It was Oliver's night and she thinks they sold the show to Matt.

After the main course, Felicity had another glass of red wine—Merlot this time. Oliver and Matt were still talking away. She could feel her face get warmer as the night went on. She may or may not be tipsy.

"Are you okay there, Felicity?" Matt asked.

"Oh yeah, I love red win. Red wine is my thing so don't worry about me. I'm fine with drinking wine all night," Felicity let out a laugh louder than normal.

"Maybe we can continue this at another time, Matt. I think it's time to bring my lady home," Oliver said.

"No, I am fine! Go ahead and keep discussing your plans," Felicity took another huge gulp of the merlot. Oh, sweet red wine. She must rather have this red wine than dessert.

Matt and Oliver shot each other a look and knew it was time to go. "I'll walk you and Felicity to your car. Let me head to the restroom first."

Oliver agreed. And they all stood up. Matt headed towards the back of the restaurant. She felt Oliver's hand swipe hers. His skin felt warm and sensational against hers. He slips his fingers in between hers looked into her eyes. Felicity looked at him and almost forgot that they were acting. She wishes this was true. She looked back at him feeling hopeful yet empty. He used his other hand to cup her face. He rubbed his thumb on her cheek and leaned in and whispered, "Are you going to be alright, Felicity?"

"I'll be fine, Oliver." She loved saying his name. He let his hand go from his face and the moment was over before she knew it. The intimacy ended too soon. It's still hard for her to accept that Oliver didn't want this. It was difficult for her to swallow that she wouldn't be able to feel his tender lips against hers again. At the same time, it was so surreal to have him holding her hand. His hands are huge and calloused compared to hers.

Matt came back and gave Oliver a head nod. They all began to leave the restaurant. Oliver felt weird and comforting when it came to holding Felicity's hand. Matt and Oliver were still discussing business as they walked to Oliver's car. When they arrived at the car, Matt said goodbye to Felicity and gave her a hug. Oliver unlocked the car and opened the door while placing his hand on the small of Felicity's back as she entered the car.

"It was great seeing you, man. I'm so grateful that you are considering to help QC."

"Come on, Ollie. We're old friends. Let's meet up next week to clarify a few more things."

"Sounds good to me." Oliver and Matt said their goodbyes.

Oliver entered the car and looked over at Felicity who was a doozy. "You alright there, Felicity?"

"I'll be fine. I just never imagined that I would be drunk in front of Oliver Queen. Do you think Matt believed us?"

Oliver put the keys in the engine and tried to start it. "We are convincing to say the least." The car wouldn't start. Oliver tried to start the car again but it made clacking noise. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." Oliver cursed.

"When was the last time you drove this car?"

"Months ago?" Oliver didn't sound confident. He knew there was something wrong. He turned on the headlights. "Well, it's not the battery."

"Oliver Queen, business man by day and hero by night but can't even start a car," Felicity laughed.

Oliver shot her a look. He think she's had enough jokes on him tonight. "I can call Diggle to drive us home until we can figure it out tomorrow."

"Are you serious right now? Diggle is probably with his baby and baby mama. They have a newborn and lose enough sleep as it is. Let's just call us separate cabs."

"Wine makes you mean. I'm not sure if I like this side of you." Oliver pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Matt? Are you still in the area?"

Oliver had asked Matt for a ride home. Little does Felicity know that Oliver had told Matt before that they lived in the same apartment.