Prologue:
"I don't want you to go," Felicity said as she looked up at her husband.
Looking down at her, he smirked. "From this bed or on the trip?"
"Both," she gave his chest a kiss.
Oliver Queen was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. They had dated for two years before he proposed to her. Six months later they were married. Now they were reaching their first anniversary together. In two months, she will have been Mrs. Oliver Queen for a year.
"I'll be back in a month," he assures her. "Then I won't let you leave this bed for another month."
She laughed. "Is that your way of telling me that you just wanna stay in bed for our anniversary?"
He hooked her leg around his waist, running his hands along her smooth skin. "When have I ever wanted us to leave the bed?"
Felicity knew that he was trying to make his leaving better. His father wanted him to come along on a business trip so that Oliver could learn the family business. They would be taking the Queen's Gambit instead of flying. Robert Queen adored his boat and if the weather was nice, he preferred to take it on his business trips.
As much as she would love to go with her husband, she couldn't. She would be a distraction for him when he needed to focus. Not to mention she had her own job to do. Most of her time was spent in the IT department at Queen Consolidated, the place that Oliver and Felicity had met. She didn't have to work, but she couldn't image herself being a housewife that stayed home all the time.
"One month, no more no less." she told him.
Oliver flipped them over to where he was on top. "I'm not sure how I will last without you."
"If you're good, I'll be naughty and send you pictures to get by." she gives him a cheeky grin.
"What kind of pictures, Mrs. Queen?" he teases.
She couldn't resist. "Our wedding pictures...some of me and Thea...then perhaps if you are really good, some for your eyes only."
He moaned into her neck. "Change your mind and come with me."
"You know I can't do that, Oliver." she reminds him. "I have my job. Plus you know how I get sea sick."
"We could just meet Dad there. Fly there, have a few days to ourselves before he arrives." Oliver tempts her.
"I love you, but no." she tells him.
Three hours later they were standing a the docks. Robert Queen was on board making sure that everything was prepared to sail. Moira and Thea were helping make sure that everything was packed and stocked.
Oliver stood in front of his wife on the dock. Tears were in her eyes as she looked up at him. This was the first time they were going to be separated since their wedding. Gently he wiped her tears, lifting her chin up to him. His other hand cupped her cheek.
"None of that now, I'll be home before you know it." He promised her in a soft gentle voice.
She leaned into the hand on her cheek. "A month is too long. I'm going to miss you."
"I'll miss you too," he wraps his arms around her waist. Burying his face into her long blonde hair, he breaths in her scent. "I love you."
"I love you, too." Felicity says. She reaches up, capturing his lips with her's. Neither wanted to break the kiss.
Finally he broke the kiss. "When I get back, I'm going to keep my promise. Neither of us are going to leave that bed for a month. I don't care if we are starving or smell like shit. Remember that."
She laughs. "I do expect us to go somewhere for our anniversary."
"I love you," he kisses her once last time before climbing into the boat.
"I love you too," she whispers as she watches the Queen's Gambit sail away.