Ray and Felicity had promised themselves that they would have only a platonic relationship. Purely work. Of course that had unequivocally failed. Ray's feelings were hard to ignore and Felicity's body was telling her too many things that she didn't want to hear when she was in a meeting, or when he was less than a meter away from her body. Of course that's where he was now except it was more like less than a millimetre away from her body.

Two hours before

Felicity trudged back to her office desk from her well-deserved lunch break. It appeased her stomach but not so much her mind. It had been constantly finding its way back to Ray Palmer. Her boss. He had almost stalked her then forced her to take the job as his second. She had to admit it was pretty cool, but at the time he had asked her she'd wanted nothing than for Ray Palmer to strut, just as elegantly as he had into her office, out of her life entirely. Now her thoughts had changed to a slightly more reasonable tone. There was still only one thing troubling her. The entire morning, Ray had been staring at her with dark and lustful eyes and at times she though he was going to eat her alive. It frightened her a little but she tried hard to ignore them. Of course that failed. She just couldn't shake him from her mind.

Just as she was about to sit down and enjoy her take-away smoothie there he was, standing in her doorway with that same dark and lustful eyes as he'd had all morning. 'Mr Palmer,' she almost shrieked, 'what can I do for you?' she really hoped he would just say nothing and walk away. She really didn't need to be doing something for him right this second. She just wanted to wind down and relax.

'Yes, there is something you can do for me, Miss Smoak,' he smiled chipper, 'Can you help me look over some of these reports that Finances have just sent up. I'm not quite sure that some of these numbers add up,'

Felicity internally sighed, 'Sure, Mr Palmer,' she followed him into his office and he gave her some of the reports to look over. He was right. Some of the numbers didn't add up. She sat down at his desk and started reading them more thoroughly. He just stood there looking at her. He didn't care that he was in her seat or looking at an almost useless report that Finances had definitely not sent up. He had merely just printed an inconsequential report and changed some of the numbers so they wouldn't make sense. All he cared about was that he could stand there and watch her do her thing. He loved looking at her.

Her golden hair and her lovely shades of lipsticks. Her floral shirts and flattering peplums. Her tight skirts and showy dresses. Her lovely legs and her riveting curves. Her loved looking at her. He wondered if Felicity had noticed him staring at her all morning because he certainly had. When she finally looked up at him she was not shocked to see him staring at her again. This time she was ready to confront him. Well, as ready as Felicity could ever be, which, to be honest, wasn't that much. 'Is there something I can help you with, Mr Palmer?' she firmly asked. She wanted answers for these very un-surreptitious looks.

'No, Miss Smoak. Everything is perfectly fine,' he smiled at her but something behind those deep brown eyes made Felicity think more to it. She then realised that these reports were bogus. There were purchases and numbers that made zero sense and were bought over two years ago. Ray was playing with her

'If everything is fine, Mr Palmer, then why are these reports from nearly three years ago?' if he was going to play with her then she was going to play with him, 'Did you accidentally print the wrong one out?'

'Oh, I must've,' he replied smoothly, 'Never mind then, Felicity. I shall find the right one and review it myself. Sorry to have wasted your time,'

'Not at all, Mr Palmer,' she replied happily. Now she knew for a fact he was toying with her she could do some toying back. 'I would be happy to look over any reports with you anytime,' she gave him a winning smile and walked over to where he was standing and lightly brushed her fingers over the arm of his jacked as she walked out. He looked slightly embarrassed and a little uncomfortable. His pants and tightened a little and he worried that she might've seen that. He let out a shaky breath and returned to his desk. There on a yellow sticky note Felicity had scrawled:

Hope you enjoyed the show.

He sighed. Of course she had noticed him staring at her. They were both very smart intellectuals and in some cases he hated to admit that she might be smarter than him, but not at this game. Ray had a plan. Mind you it was a very flawed one but it was a plan none the less. Ray was a person who saw something he wanted and didn't stop until he had gotten it. He had Felicity but only at work. He wanted her for much more. Much, much more.

Felicity swooped down into her desk chair and smiled. She'd just made Ray Palmer nervous. Ha! She knew he was staring at her so she just brushed past him in a very desirable way that made him clench. She was enjoying this game. Instead of harassing him some more she just decided to settle down and do some work. About an hour or two had passed before Ray came back again and this time he looked rather determined. 'Have you printed out the right report finally?' she mocked.

'Yes I have, but that is not the reason why I'm here,'

'Then why are you here?' he closed the glass door behind him. This made Felicity nervous.

'I have a meeting in about an hour,' he said as he walked towards her. This made her even more nervous. Slowly as he came closer to her she shivered with fear, but it was more lustful fear than petrified fear, 'would you like to accompany me?' he was less than a meter away from her now and he was still coming closer. Felicity swallowed loudly. She was shaking. His powerful figure and endearing personality he was hard to reject. Now he was less than a millimetre away from her. She looked right up to his dark brown eyes and got lost in their eternities. His hands brushed lightly at her hips, unconsciously she hoped. Part of her didn't want to believe that this was happening.

'Su…Sur…Sure, Mr Palmer,' her words seemed to get stuck in her throat as she trailed off at the end. His body was nearly pressed up against hers and she couldn't help but think how strong and masculine he would feel beneath her hands. Her pink nails trailing over his almost animatedly prominent arms. His body pressed against hers in its entirety. Her being able to feel every crevice of him and him feeling every crevice of her. She had to stop these thoughts. He was her boss. She shouldn't be thinking these things.

Then she felt a hot and heavy hand press against her waist. It was strong and sure. She nearly melted into the touch. It was electrifying. Ray bent down his head so his nose pressed against her ear and breathed in her brilliant scent. She was absolutely scintillating. Slowly he kissed her ear. It was a short peck but it soon turned into a full on kiss. It was shortly interrupted though. 'Um. Felicity, your phone's ringing,' she looked up in surprise. She was a little dazed by him. When her senses finally kicked in she jumped to the phone.

'Hello?' she answered breathily.

'Felicity,' the familiar voice of Oliver replied, 'I need you to do something for me,' she went to her computer and sighed into its familiarity unlike the feelings she was having before. She quickly opened her search data base knowing that Oliver would undoubtedly need her to look up another member of some gang or someone to do with the League. Not that her data base had much information on a secret illegal organisation that had been around for hundreds of years.

'Yeah, what is it?'

'I need you to look up…' he trailed on explaining the details and description of the man he was looking for. She nodded her head as he kept listing off things until she found the man he was looking for. 'Thanks, Felicity,' he said sincerely.

'No problem,' she hung up with a flourish of her hand. She sighed and opened up her emails. She nearly had a heart attack when she heard a voice from behind her.

'Did you forget about me?' Ray seductively whispered in her ear. She swivelled around her chair and instantly met his face but it was close than she thought. His hands caught her face and pulled her in and planted his lips against hers. Felicity was in shock. Felicity was stunned. Felicity was furious. Felicity was…loving his lips against hers. They were soft and pleasurable. He applied the right amount of pressure whilst still making it light. He was amazing.

When he broke away a very smug smirk was firmly planted on his lips. He was very pleased with himself. He had just kissed Felicity Smoak. Ha! He smirked to himself and it easily showed through to his exterior. He turned with a twirl and left her with her mouth hanging open in shock. 'See you at the meeting,' he called back as he went to his office, which ultimately, wasn't that far away.

She still continued to sit there with her mouth open and her face conveying pure shock. Somewhere in her mind she couldn't wait until the meeting. The thought of sitting less than a meter away from him for at least an hour or two pleased her immensely. She had to freshen up. Just as she was about to leave her phone rang again. Disrupting her thoughts of Ray once again. She hoped that this wouldn't become a regular thing. She quickly pressed the call button and answered. 'Hello?'

'Felicity, I need you to come to the Foundry,' Diggle answered.

'Why?' she was prepared to drop almost anything for Oliver and the Team but there was just one little thing that had only suddenly come to a higher priority. And that seemed to be Ray Palmer.

'I need you to fix something,' she was annoyed at this response.

'Can't you just get Oliver to fix it. Get Roy to do it,' she hoped he would give up on asking her. She really wanted to attend this meeting for some reason. Of course she knew the reason all too well.

'Why can't you do it?'

She sighed. She really didn't want to shoot him down but she kind of had to. 'I'm kind of preoccupied with work,'

'Oh, okay then. I'll see what I can do,' he sounded rather rejected.

'Hey, don't break anything,' she added half-heartedly. Little did she know that on the other end Oliver and Diggle had been talking. Diggle had said that Felicity would go anywhere for Oliver and do anything, but Oliver wasn't so sure. Although, he was hopeful that she would and part off him knew that she would always follow him, but when she couldn't come because she was busy with work he had felt instantly rejected. It was almost as if he had lost faith in her. But that was stupid. Felicity must've been doing something really important then. Mustn't she?

Felicity had no idea of this and silently cursed herself for being unfaithful to the team, but she really wanted to be with Ray. In the most platonic way possible, which, considering the heat of some of their previous moment, wasn't going to happen. She quickly rushed off to the bathroom to fix herself up before he came back within the hour.