Did I just say I'd like that?
"Well, I will just leave you to all this," Moira Queen said as she left the room.
"Umm…I think I heard a car outside so I'm gonna…yep," Thea scattered away.
Felicity and Oliver shifted on their feet in front of each other not knowing what to say.
"Felicity...umm…would you like to go out to dinner with me?" Oliver spoke, his voice slightly catching in his throat.
He just asked me out.
"You mean like a date…a date date?" she replied.
"Well, dinner implying we'd go together and spend time."
"Usually, I'm the one who speaks in sentence fragments," she grinned.
"Felicity, would you like to go to dinner with me on a date?"
Duh.
"Okay," Felicity nodded enthusiastically.
"Great. Would tomorrow night work?"
"Sure."
"Do you like Italian?"
"I love Italian."
"Great. Umm, well, I'll let you finish up here."
"Bye Oliver."
"Oh my god, Caitlin, what am I going to wear?" Felicity whined at her friend.
Caitlin, currently covered in flour, rolled her eyes, "You are going to wear that black dress with the cutouts like you decided three hours ago."
"I did?"
Caitline nodded, "Yes, Felicity. Now hurry up and put the m & m's in the center so I can ice them and get started on the kit kat ones.
"Oh," Felicity mumbled while scooping the candies, "I'm just so nervous. You know what I am like when I am nervous. I babble innuendos and…"
"And that's really not much different than what you do the rest of the time, "Caitlin replied and Felicity tossed candy at her.
"Not funny. I really like him. He is smart and thoughtful."
And I want to lick icing off his abs.
"You might not want to offer licking icing off his abs on the first date," her friend laughed as she put blue icing on the m & m cupcake.
"I said that out loud, didn't I? This date is doomed. I guarantee I will completely embarrass myself either by saying something I shouldn't or eating too much or tripping."
Oh I can't breathe!
Caitlin walked over to Felicity and grabbed her arms, "Felicity, breathe with me. In and Out… good...and he likes you. How many CEO's by their assistants and her co-workers cupcakes every morning? And how many men purposely say they forgot their phone at home just to get a number?"
I knew he left his phone on purpose.
"You think he was lying about his phone too?"
Caitlin nodded, "Felicity, you are going to have a great date and when you two get married and have little blue eyed blonde hair babies, one better be named after me," she said pointing at herself.
"Deal. Okay, we have the m & m's done, the milky way, and we are starting the kit kat one's. What was the other candy cupcake one we were doing today?"
"Reese's peanut butter cup," her friend nodded as she unwrapped a cup and tossed it in her mouth.
Felicity chuckled.
Not if she eats them all.
Felicity watched Oliver pace in front of her apartment building. She had been ready for the past twenty minutes and looked out the window. She noticed someone walking back and forth and when he came into the light, she realized it was Oliver and he appeared just as nervous as she was. Finally, she heard her bell buzz and she answered, allowing him to come up the stairs. When she opened the door, she had to catch her breath. Oliver was gorgeous in a charcoal suit and powder blue button down shirt with the top two buttons open.
Wow.
"Hi, Oliver."
"Hello, Felicity. I'm not late am I? I swear I got here on time," he said it quickly.
"No, no, I think you are early actually. Come on in. I just have to grab my purse."
She rushed into her room and tried to calm her breathing my counting backwards.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6 oh why did he have to look so good!
She came back out holding her clutch in her hands and watched him looking around in her living room. Something about seeing him there caused a tightness in her chest and she wasn't sure why.
"All set," she spoke as he turned to look at her.
He wasn't subtle about how his eyes drifted from her face down to her thighs where her dress stopped further on to the red stilettos she decided to wear tonight. They were the one thing she knew she would wear on this date.
Well, the shoes worked.
"You look beautiful, Felicity."
"You too…I mean handsome…because you are a man and men are handsome not beautiful…although you could be beautiful if you wanted to be…I guess. 3, 2, 1."
Oliver smiled, "Thank you. Ready?" he asked as he held his arm out to her.
She nodded and they walked out the door of her apartment and out to his car.
