Author's Note: These will all be short little vignettes - this is the first chapter but I already have two others written so look for more. They are all based on the single idea of the secret text messages of Oliver and Felicity
Oliver was confident that this man was saying things he needed to know but he couldn't focus. The meeting had seemed to be going on forever. The late nights in the foundry combined with a long meeting on financial projections after lunch was making him fight against heavy eyelids. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair and blinked hard. He glanced at Felicity to see if she was managing better and she looked alert and beautiful in her bright blue dress with cap sleeves. He unknowingly let out a sigh and glanced back at the man droning on in front of him. He discreetly took out his phone and texted a note to Felicity,
Oliver: "How do you do it?"
Felicity: "Do what?"
Oliver: "Stay awake?"
Felicity: "Four years at MIT taught me how to look fascinated and interested in all situations. Shouldn't YOU be paying attention?"
Oliver: "If there is something important you will remind me of it later, so, no."
Oliver looked up just in time for an apparent chart change and he thoughts if this meeting lasted much longer he might put an arrow in his own eye. He stole a glance at Felicity and without being aware of it he realized he was admiring how her golden hair delicately draped around her shoulders, how she sat up straight and looked intense and charming. He was surprised the other men in the room weren't staring at her and suddenly the thought of other men looking at her made him feel uncomfortable and angry. One last text, "Please end this meeting". Oliver noticed a subtle smile cross Felicity's face and she began to look preoccupied with her tablet.
She suddenly stood up and said, "Roger, I am so sorry but Mr. Queen has a 2:00 who just arrived fifteen minutes early and since that person arrived from China we really can't keep him waiting. Do you mind just sending me the rest of your slides and I'll review them with Oliver later?" Oliver took Felicity's cue and stood up, and began collecting his papers. The man stared blankly at Felicity and before he could respond she stood and ushered Oliver out of the room. As the elevator doors closed Oliver let out a big sigh and said, "Felicity, you are remarkable!" Felicity allowed a sly smile to creep across her face as she rocked back and forth on her heels.