Hi everyone ! I apologize for any English mistakes, my mother tongue is not English! I hope you will enjoy this Olicity fic.

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Technically, Oliver didn't cheat on her. They were never together even if some people believed the opposite. He is her boss, her "made-like-a-Greek-god" boss. And a friend too. But definitely not her lover. Because she is sure she would remember that. She would remember his lips on hers, his hands exploring her body, his tongue…

There was a loud coughing, the kind that someone does on purpose to notify his presence to another person when catching her in an embarrassing situation. And Felicity Smoak was definitely in that situation: eyes closed, low whimper while her lips were closed on her pen. Yes, her fantasy with Oliver Queen was pretty vivid, too vivid.

She snapped open her eyes and saw the object of her desire right in front of her, a strange look on his face. It looks like he was trying to hide his amusement but also his… no, that wasn't possible! Her mind must still be stuck in that fantasy.

"Oliver", she said a little louder than usual, but also confused. "What do you want? And what are you doing here?"

He couldn't hide his amusement any longer and was now grinning. It was good to see him like that, knowing that since their trip to Russia, their relationship wasn't the same.

"Well, Felicity, we are at Queen Consolidated, my office is right next to your desk and even with the door closed, your moans didn't go unnoticed". And with that he pointed to his business partner, Isabel Rochev.

Of course it had to be her! There was no woman she disliked more than her! It had to be her to hear her moaning and it had to be her he chose to sleep with in Russia. Oliver was too good for her, she didn't deserve him.

She blushed at what Oliver just said, his stare still on her. She didn't know what to do or to say as there is no manual on "How to apologize to your boss for moaning extremely loudly while fantasizing about him".

"I… um…" Felicity started saying. For once, she was at loss of words.

"It seems that this dream was really pleasant. Want to share?" he asked her, amused by her reaction.

"No, I don't want to share!" She was almost screaming. "And it's not my fault if I was dreaming about you…ri! Yes, Yuri, a friend from MIT. So you should lose that grin now. Because Yuri is very… very well-build and any woman would dream about him. You're not the only man who can excite every woman on earth. Not that I'm saying that you excite me. Or that you don't because you're so handsome. But that wasn't the point. The point was Yuri is that guy you can't forget!"

She couldn't believe she said that to Oliver! That brain-to-mouth filter better be invented soon or she will die from embarrassment. Oliver had that same look that earlier, the one she couldn't decipher. His eyes seemed darker. But she decided to brush that thought away.

"So, can I go back to work now? I would not like to keep you from your responsibilities!" Felicity finally said, moving her hands towards Isabel, who was waiting in Oliver's office. At least, Isabel didn't hear her rambling - or she hoped so - because of the closed door.

"Of course! Try not to let your mind wander to him" he replied, winking at her.

Oliver Queen will be the death of her!

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