It's short (it's not sweet) and I just hope that somebody likes it because I do. =o)

And I love the title of this story which was my really good friend's idea as I suck when it comes to titles. ;o)

As (almost) always no beta.

Felicity sighed. It happened again. Her six year old daughter had a fight with a classmate; for the second time in the last three days. Felicity should be used to it as it was happening at least once a week. Teagan probably thought that her mother didn't have enough worries already so she added to it. "Teagan, honey, apologize to Spencer."

"No," said the little girl, crossed her arms and frowned at her. The only thing that was missing was stomping her foot.

Felicity couldn't ignore the looks parents passing by gave her. She felt like a bad mother. She took a deep breath in a hope that it would give her the strength needed for what had to be done. "Apologize. Right now, Teagan," she commanded. She hated it when she had to be strict with her but there wasn't any other option.

Her daughter looked surprised. "I'm sorry," mumbled Teagan, looking down at her shoes.

"Look at Spencer and apologize to him, not to your shoes."

Teagan looked up and glared at Felicity for a few moments before turning her head to the little boy who stood next to his father. "I'm sorry, Spencer."

The boy's father nudged him. "It's your turn, buddy."

"I'm sorry too."

Teagan nodded, turned around and opened the door of Felicity's car. Spencer followed her example and went to his father's car which has been parked next to theirs.

Felicity saw the frown Teagan has been giving to Spencer through the glass and small space between the two cars. Felicity shook her head and sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with her. She's usually not like this."

Oliver smiled and brushed his hand over her arm. "It's ok, Felicity. It's not only her fault. I'm going to have a chat with Spencer tonight."

She gave him a sympathetic look. "Good luck with that."

There wasn't much more to say so they said their goodbyes and got into their cars to get their kids home as early as possible with the afternoon traffic picking up.

"Mummy, can I have ice cream after dinner?" Teagan asked when Felicity stopped on a red light, just couple of blocks from their house.

She gave her a look through rear-view mirror. "No."

Teagan's eyes grew wide. "Why?"

Felicity sighed. This was going to be long and painful conversation. "Do you realize it was the second time in the last few days you had to apologize to Spencer?" she paused. "You can't really expect me to give you an ice cream if you can't behave."

Teagan tossed her head and crossed her arms. "Daddy would -."

She narrowed her eyes. "Don't you dare! Don't you use what your father would do against me. You know very well it's not going to work. You don't deserve it."

"But mummy," she whined.

"No! End of discussion," snapped Felicity before taking a deep breath and praying for strength to stay true to her word. She was aware that if her daughter used puppy eyes on her later she would go against all the parenting books and gave up.

Her daughter frowned and made a face. "Fine."

Felicity was quite surprised that she didn't stick out her tongue on her. But Teagan was very clever little girl and knew better because if Felicity caught her do that, then there wouldn't be a bedtime story. And bedtime story was Teagan's favourite part of the evening routine.

Felicity's phone buzzed with a text just as she was making a salad to go with chicken nuggets and oven baked chips – Teagan's favourite. She washed her hands and dried them to tea towel that hung on the oven's handle. She looked at the screen and smiled at a short text.

SD: You coming today?

Out of nowhere it occurred to her that she should change his name but this way she didn't have to worry about Teagan finding out while playing with her phone. She typed a quick reply: Sure, mum's staying over tonight.

The answer came almost immediately.

SD: Can you stay all night?

Felicity shrugged. Shouldn't be a problem. Just need to come home early enough to take T to school.

SD: Great! My place at 9 then?

FS: What about S?

SD: At my sister's.

FS: I'll be there then.

She did a little dance as she hit send on the last text. She couldn't help herself. She was happy. It didn't happen often they could stay together a whole night. And they appreciated those nights when it was possible. There was a solution to that and he would be all for it but Felicity couldn't bring herself to tell her daughter. Not now, not yet.

Felicity drove through the gate and parked in front of the entrance. She had hardly time to undo her seatbelt as the mansion's door opened and she stared at the man in the doorframe. She couldn't believe that this man, who was sexy as hell at any time of the day wanted to be with her, that she wasn't just one night stand for him, that he loved her and only her.

She watched him as he stepped out of the house and made his way to her door to open it for her. He smiled. "Hi Felicity." He helped her out of the car. "I missed you," he assured her before pulling her into his arms.

She laughed a bit when he let go of her. "It's been just a few hours," she reminded him.

"I always miss you the moment we say goodbye," he whispered and kissed her again.

"Oliver," she sighed happily because little he knew that she felt the same way.