It had been a week since the hugging incident and Oliver and Felicity acted like it didn't even happen. Except for the fact they went out of their way to avoid touching each other. Oliver was excited became Tommy would being stopping by that day, Tommy meant parties, and parties meant girls. Age-appropriate, non-foster sister girls.

Felicity's room being right across from his didn't turn out to be much of a problem, at nights she was out with Barry and he hardly saw her. She also woke up before noon, so seeing how cute he knew had to look with morning hair hadn't been a problem. The only problem existed after her morning run, when she took a shower. After her shower the smell of her strawberry shampoo lingered in the hall between their rooms, which only caused him to think about that hug.

"Mister Oliver." Raisa smiled as she popped her head through the door.

"What's up Raisa?"

"Mister Tommy is here." Oliver threw a shirt on and made his way to the door. "He's already being welcomed by Miss Thea and Miss Felicity."

The only person who was a bigger flirt than Oliver, was Tommy. Sure enough, when Oliver got to the stairs he saw Felicity smiling and laughing as Tommy talked to her.

"Oliver, your friend is so nice. A lot better than that Carter Bowen guy I met." Felicity smiled, never taking her eyes off of Tommy.

"Carter and I aren't friends, and Tommy if you continue flirting with my...with Felicity, we won't be either." Oliver looked pointedly at Tommy, to which Tommy responded with putting his hands up in surrender.

"Well, I have to go get ready, Barry's picking me up in an hour. It was nice meeting you Tommy. We should catch up later and you can tell me embarrassing stories about Oliver."

Felicity turned on her heel, waved over her shoulder, and skipped up the stairs. Oliver tried to ignore the one-two punch he felt in his gut, first over Tommy and then Barry.

"Your new sister is hot. Maybe I should talk to daddy dearest and ask him to enroll us in this program."

"Tommy..."

"What like you haven't noticed? With her cute lips and those damn legs! Does she always wear such short shorts?" Tommy smirked.

"Well the point of shorts are to be short..."

"No, those aren't just shorts, man. Those shorts combined with those legs are dangerous. You're telling me, that you seriously haven't noticed how hot Felicity is?" Tommy gave Oliver a knowing and pointed look.

"She's my sister, Tommy." Oliver couldn't even convince himself as he said it.

"Foster sister, Oliver." Tommy countered with a smirk.

"Same difference."

"Okay. Sure. I'm just saying if my "foster sister" looked like that, and lived across from me, I'd be all for "keeping it in the family," if you know what I mean."

"Felicity's just different, man, you know from all the other girls we spend our time with. I would never want her to feel uncomfortable around me." Oliver ran a hand over his face.

"So, you have noticed?" Tommy laughed.

"Of course I've noticed, you saw the shorts!" Tommy laughed and Oliver punched his arm. "But man, it's not just the shorts. She pretty, and she's smart, like genius-level smart. Thea adores her. And she does this babbling thing, where one minute she could be telling you about computers and the next it seems like she's hitting on you."

"Dude, you have it bad for your sister." Tommy joked.

"Foster sister." Oliver clarified, "And beside the whole issue of that, she has a boyfriend. Or at least I think she does. Plus, she's 16."

"You just turned 20. I don't see the problem. Plus, she told me she turns 17 next month. You've done a lot worse than date a girl who is three years younger than you, Oliver. Remember when you slept with your sister's nanny? Who was married?"

"See stories like that," Oliver pointed at Tommy, "are the ones I would not like you to tell Felicity."

Tommy and Oliver spent the rest of the day talking about their past semester at college. Tommy apparently was seeing someone, which Oliver thought would make their nights out less fun. However, Oliver didn't see himself enjoying the club scene when he could be at home with Felicity.

When Oliver got back home from his day out with Tommy, he was headed up to his room when he saw Felicity's door open. He gave a quiet knock on the door, and when she looked up at him with that smile, he realized he was still in trouble.

"Can I come in?" Oliver smiled as he watched Felicity paint her toenails bright green on her bed.

"Of course, it's your house."

"It's your house too, you know. You're family." Felicity returned the smile he gave, but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

Oliver don't know what possessed him, or where he got the sudden confidence to do so, but he sat on her bed right next to her and took her foot in his hand. He took the bottle of green nail polish out her hands and started painting her nails.

"Should I even ask why you are so good at painting a girl's toenails?" she titled her head to side and bit her lip, Oliver groaned internally.

"Thea."

"Right. So, uh Oliver, is that how you really see me? As family?" she asked with an unsure voice.

"Of course."

"So you see me like a sister? Like you see Thea?" Felicity stared at him, with those blue eyes he had gotten so accustomed to dreaming about.

"No." he whispered so low, he was unsure she heard him until she let out a short breath.

They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, until a loud crash broke the moment. It was Thea, jumping on the bed.

"Paint mine next, Ollie. See Lis, this is why I keep him around, he's useless otherwise." Thea mocked as she flicked her wrist.

With the heated moment broken, Felicity slipped off the bed, while Oliver painted Thea's nails. At least, he was sure that his feelings weren't one-sided. However, he didn't know if that made the situation better, or worse.