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Felicity went straight to the ladies room when she got back to the office. She had to get herself together. She was angry and proud at the same time; she didn't know what to do with herself. Part of her wanted Oliver to storm in and kiss her like she'd never been kissed and the other part of her wanted him to stay away so she could just be happy. That's when her phone rang and she looked down at the name flashing on the screen. She answered, dying to hear the smooth and deep voice on the other line.

"Ray?"

"Hello, Miss Smoak." He said, his words rolled off his tongue like a song. "I just wanted to check if you got my memo with your coffee this morning."

She smiled, instantly feeling better having heard Ray's voice. "I did." She said, "I'm excited."

"Good, but I must warn you, Miss Smoak, it isn't another night of couture and fine dining. It's much less pompous and you won't get bored to death by any investors."

"What should I wear?" She asked, suddenly nervous. She hated being under dressed.

"Something casual, leave the high heels at home." He said, "Save them for our next date."

"Next date, huh?" Felicity teased, feeling butterflies well up inside her stomach and flutter all the way down.

"I'm nothing if not ambitious, Miss Smoak." He said, "I'll be at yours to pick you up at seven."

When the she heard the knock at her door, she couldn't contain her excitement. She hadn't been this thrilled about a date in a while, mainly because she hadn't had a date in a while with someone who wasn't unsure about their availability.

She pulled the door open and watched as Ray smiled down at her. His dark eyes washed over her, she'd decided on a pink fit and flare dress with ballet flats. Perfect for a first date, where ever it was they were going.

"You look beautiful," He said, stepping forward to kiss her on the cheek. "You smell really good too." He took her hand and pulled her out the door and as he guided her down the hallway, she couldn't help but watch him. He had the best ass for jeans.

"This is my baby," Ray said, pulling Felicity out of the apartment lobby and onto the street. Before her sat a light blue Firebird Convertible, in perfect condition. "I've had her since I was sixteen. I restored her."

"Her?" Felicity asked, "Where's her lady parts?"

Ray chuckled, "I haven't really thought of that." He opened the passenger door for her as she stepped in. It was a nice car, leather seats, super clean. She liked clean cars and she also liked the fact that the seats were big enough for her to slide across and kiss him.

He climbed into the drivers seat and started the engine. "Are you ready Felicity?" He asked and she nodded, liking the way her name sounded coming from his lips.

"Yes, boss." She said and he chuckled again as he pulled out onto the roads of Starling and drove.

"So, where are we going?" Felicity asked, they'd been driving for twenty minutes and Ray hadn't given her one tiny clue was to where they were headed.

"It's a bit old fashioned, but I thought we could go to the drive in, eat greasy food then drag ourselves along the beach for a walk if we've got the energy." Ray said and Felicity felt herself relax. It sounded like the perfect evening. She loved laidback nights and Ray must have picked up on that.

"I couldn't think of a better way to spend the night." She smiled, letting the wind blow through her hair as the Firebird pulled into the next street. She saw the sign to the drive in just a little up ahead. Back To The Future was playing, one of Felicity's favorite movies.

"You've got good taste." Felicity said, nodding to the movie screen as Ray pulled into the car park.

He looked at her, "I know," and she blushed. He reached over her, unclicked her seatbelt and opened his door. "Now I'm going to go get some food for us, is there anything I should steer clear of?"

"Salad." Felicity stated with a nod of her head and Ray's lips turned up, she was so adorable. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to be sharing his date with Felicity Smoak. She was different to any other women he'd ever encountered.

When Ray returned a few minutes later, he handed Felicity her bag of fries. "If you're good, you'll get an ice cream later."

"Well, I better behave then." Felicity opened the bag and started to eat as the movie began. She'd forgotten how funny it was, how out with time this movie was, but that's why she loved it. About half an hour into the movie, Felicity felt the outside air pricking her skin and making her cold. She wrapped her arms around herself and inched closer to Ray.

"Are you cold?" He asked, seeing the tiny bumps on her milky arms. "There's a blanket in the back seat." He reached over the seat and pulled the grey checker blanket out. "Come here," He nudged his head back and Felicity slid towards him, their sides fitting together easily. Ray draped the blanket around the two of them and rubbed Felicity's arms up and down to get her warm. "Better?"

"Much better." She said, subconsciously nuzzling her nose into his neck wrapping her arm around his waist. She felt the soft strokes that his hand made up and down her arm; his other hand was wrapped around her back, holding her to him. "You're nice and warm." Felicity whispered and Ray moved his head back to look at her.

He loved how comfortable she was with him, the way the light from the screen shone down on her features lit every atom inside of him up. He could look at her for days and never blink. His eyes moved to her lips, plump and pink and perfect and he leant forward only slightly, brushing her lips with his. They were soft, just like they were last night when he'd kissed her. He closed his mouth over hers, while his hands pulled on the blanket that brought them closer together.

She felt like she could melt. Like every second she spent kissing him could make her disintegrate. She wasn't sure where her confidence was coming from but deep inside her she felt the urge for more. She opened her mouth just little more and snaked her hands around the back of Ray's neck to play with his dark, thick hair.

His tongue entered her mouth, battling with hers in a passionate fight. He needed her. His hands moved inside the blanket, one snaking around her small waist while the other pulled her leg up onto his lap. He ran his warm hand up her shin and over her knee, only just touching the hem of her dress before moving back down and starting again. He knew there were limits; it was their first proper date. He didn't want to put her off by being too forward.

But all Felicity could focus on what the feeling of Ray Palmer holding her. He had her pinned to his firm body, one of her legs on his lap with his large warm hands running over them. She felt his other hand at her back, his thumbs rubbing smooth circles between the shoulder straps of her dress. And his mouth, it moved in the most perfect of ways. His tongue was possessive but his lips were gentle, it was the right mix of passion and urgency that had her feeling a certain dampness pool in the skimpy white panties she'd worn.

"You're beautiful, Felicity." Ray whispered between kisses, "I could kiss you for days."

Felicity smiled back at him and dropped her head between his shoulder and neck, relishing in the warmth and closeness she felt. "You kiss like a pro too, is there anything you don't excel at?"

Ray chuckled, "I'm easily distracted from fantastic movies by a certain blonde I work with." He gave her a pointed look, but it was all playful.

She tried to hide her blush in his shoulder and wrapped her hand around his. When Felicity looked back to the movie screen, she realized that the film was almost over. Time flew while she was kissing Ray, she couldn't believe it, well she could; he was an amazing kisser.

As the credits rolled down the screen, Ray let out a contented sigh. "I love that movie." He said, "So much."

"Me too." Felicity smiled at him, "Good choice."

Ray looked down to their hands and played with her fingers. They were so delicate and small compared to his and he liked that. He liked that he could envelope her whole hand in his. He liked the thought of holding both of her hands in one of his, above her head, as he kissed her. The thought make his jeans feel just the slightest bit tighter.

"What are you thinking about?" Felicity asked, and Ray looked away. He wondered if he looked like a teenage boy who'd been caught watching porn. He wanted to be back in that elevator with her again. He wanted to be alone with her and the second half of their date would give them the privacy that perhaps he could steal another kiss from her.

"I'm thinking about how much I want to get away from this crowded parking lot and take you somewhere quiet where we can relax a bit more." Ray said, instantly realizing how that sounded, "That came out more sleazy than I'd intended."

Felicity chucked, "It did sound a little one-night-standish."

"I promise you, that's not why I'm taking you to the beach." He smirked, "I thought we could get some ice cream and go for a walk, watch the water." He moved her hand into his lap, "Does that sound a bit better?"

Felicity nodded, "I want a choc top."

Ray's let out a deep laugh. "Then I'll get you a choc top." He said as she nodded in approval. "Ready to go?"

"Let's go."