RUBY RED LIPS
Oliver has always been protective of Felicity…..overprotective being the more accurate and descriptive word. He became even more so when he found out that his wife was expecting. She had a difficult pregnancy and even though Oliver was quite used to getting the 'it's my life, my choice' look from her, he put his foot down hard and told her he wasn't taking any chances after Felicity started getting contraction like pains very early in her third trimester. She knew he was right and even though she hated the thought she started taking it easy. Obeying doctor's orders - lots of bed rest and working from home for the sake of herself and their unborn baby.
He was skeptical at first when 'Living and Loving Baby Magazine' wanted to do a spread on how Felicity was the youngest CEO, married and now starting a family. It was important to Felicity to do this, since she felt she could inspire young woman to have it all and give a bit of advice as to how to keep a balanced life. It wasn't in his nature to say no to her, so he gave in to her request on two conditions – the photo-shoot would take place in the garden of their house, no other destination and the moment she felt tired, the shoot would be over – no discussion. She happily agreed and Oliver felt the tension melting out of his body, because he prepared himself for a huge discussion about that.
He stood on the side looking as the photographers and stylists got Felicity ready for the pictures that would feature in the article.
He has always been a big fan of Felicity's brightly coloured lipsticks but there was just something about the way she looked right at that moment. She wore a short white dress that accentuated her baby bump and her beautifully toned legs with a lacy white jacket that was a little longer than the dress she had on. Her hair was down and soft curls framed her face as it fell gently over her shoulders. No heavy make up with the white dress but her lips were ruby red.
Red was a significant colour for him when he thought of Felicity. It was the colour of the pen she was chewing the first time he spoke to her. Red was the colour she wore on their first date. Red was the colour of the coat she was wearing when he left her to fight Ra's, but it was the first time that he flat out told her he loved her, without playing around with words or trying to bluff someone. Red was the colour of her blood that stained his shirt as he held her lifeless body sitting in the middle of the road after she was shot and she agreed to marry him just a few moments before. Red was the colour she wore when she left his engagement ring on the table and walking out of his life when she discovered his lie. Red was the colour of the rose he gave her on their wedding day signifying that it would forever be them against the world. Red was the colour of her lips as she stood smiling looking down at her growing belly cherishing the life their love created.
It was at that moment as he stared at her with unexplained love in his eyes that she looked up and gave him a smile filled with so much joy. He smiled back, the smile only reserved for this beautiful person he was fortunate enough to call his wife and soon to be the mother of this child. He knew that it didn't matter what life threw at them, good or bad, she would always be his girl…..his girl girl.