Author's Note: This chapter was so easy to write. It just took me all of under two hours. But then again, after watching Arrow 3.11 and that opening dream sequence as well as seeing all those pictures of the wedding scene being shot in my twitter TL, who wouldn't be inspired to write, I just died and went to Arrow heaven.

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SECRET ADMIRER

Chapter 8

"Oh God Oliver!" Felicity screamed as she spotted Oliver inside the bedroom in just his boxer-briefs as she exited the en suite bathroom in only a towel.

Oliver gave her a once over grinning, "Good Morning Felicity."

"What are you doing here Oliver," Felicity asked him while still holding on to the towel wrapped around her.

"Shower," pointing to the en suite, "just because you got the bedroom doesn't mean you get to hog the bath to yourself, my turn now." Oliver turned around last second before he entered the bath to face Felicity again who was still standing like a statue, "there is more than one towel in there right? Otherwise I'd have to get that from you," trying to say that last part with a straight face.

"There's more, lots more in there. Just go Oliver," Felicity told him the blush spreading all over her body.

"Pity, I'll just be a few minutes."

As the door to the en suite bathroom finally shut with finality Felicity plopped down on the bed unceremoniously. Not only was she dying of embarrassment at being seen by Oliver with only a towel wrapped around her. Although how the fact that they would be sharing a bathroom between them, since they were in fact sharing a room slipped her mind was beyond her. She had woken up in the most comfortable bed she had ever slept on, gone through her morning routine completely forgetting where she was and who her 'roommate' was. Thank god she at least wrapped a towel around her body because sometimes she was just too lazy, she walked from her bathroom to her bedroom naked. Because she lived alone, there was no one she could flash.

She inhaled heavily, today was the first of four more weeks they would be sharing a bathroom. She hoped she had the fortitude to carry her through those weeks because seeing Oliver in just his boxers….if shock hadn't been her first instinctual reaction, it would have been something akin to aroused. Because hell, those abs, that body, and she wouldn't even go where her eyes unconsciously went as Oliver stood up from the bed. What was underneath his boxers, frack, this was not happening!

Oliver was grinning to himself while he showered.

Definitely not as unaffected as she pretended to be, Oliver concluded.

Felicity for her part quickly went through her dress up and make up routine, not sure how long Oliver normally took his bath in the morning. She definitely wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of dressing up by him and she didn't have anywhere else to go since they were after all sharing a room together.

"Felicity," Oliver called from the bathroom as Felicity jumped in surprise at his holler.

Felicity took a few steps until she reached the door of the bath, "what?"

"Could you hand me my clothes. I left them on top of the armchair at the corner of the bed."

Felicity glanced around the room and noticed for the first time that indeed Oliver had brought in what appeared to be his luggage and in the corner of the bedroom. A few articles of clothing was spread out on the armchair including, was that boxer briefs, socks and his white dress shirt.

"Any day now Felicity," Oliver said over the closed door that was suddenly opened impatiently just as Felicity grabbed the first item she could get her hands on which just happened to be his boxer briefs.

Felicity turned around as Oliver walked across the room with just a towel covering his….Felicity struggled to look anywhere but there until her eyes locked on the bare chest that was maybe six inches away from her. Rapidly shifting her eyes, they landed on his chin, the sexiest chin she had ever seen in her life with his more than day old manly facial hair, oh baby jesus!

"You intend to hold on to my underwear the whole time? Because if you wanted me to go commando all you had to do was ask nicely."

Felicity looked up abruptly at his statement noting his easy grin and teasing demeanor. That finally got her out of her haze. The hand that was holding his boxer-briefs was suddenly on his bare chest, "here."

Oliver's hand was swiftly on top of hers still holding his underwear over his bare chest, "thank you," slowly taking it from her.

In one swift motion Oliver stripped off his towel attracting Felicity's glance directly toward the action before she looked away turning red.

"See something you like?"

Still with her back turned to him, "we should establish some ground rules."

She felt Oliver walk nearer, "what kind of ground rules."

"The kind of ground rules where we don't see or walk into each other naked or half-naked."

"I'm fine with seeing you naked, I don't need ground rules for those," Oliver answered back.

A defined sound of clothes being put on was heard in the background, thinking it was safe to turn around Felicity did just that, her eyes almost popped at what she saw, "that," gesturing toward Oliver, "that is exactly what I am talking about," looking away again.

Oliver approached her, buttoning up his dress shirt. "I asked you to hand me my clothes while I was in the bath where I fully intended to change. You took your time handing them to me. Now we are out of time, the others should be assembling in the dining room as speak. It's rude to keep our hosts waiting unless you wanted them to think that we where late because something was keeping both of us in the bedroom." At Felicity's frown, Oliver spelled it out for her, "morning sex."

Felicity gave him a choking sound before Oliver decided he played with her enough this morning, "why don't you finish dressing up in the bathroom, I'll finish dressing up here. Five Minutes."


"There they are, finally. My brother keep you up?" Thea unsurprisingly was the first one to attack as they walked into the dining room that already had the Moore's, Oliver's parents, Thea and Walter seated and partaking in the breakfast feast.

"Speedy," Oliver warned his sister before he directed Felicity to a chair in front of Mrs. Moore who was seated to the right of her husband. Robert Queen was seated at the other end of the table with Moira and Walter on either side of him. Thea was seated between Moira and Angela Moore. That left Oliver seated in front of his sister.

David Moore started with the shop talk, "After breakfast we all head off for a tour of the Moore Plant, including the ladies. Although Angela was thinking Moira, you Thea and Felicity might want to set up a shopping trip later in the day. Never get in between women and shopping, my Angela has trained me well."

Robert laughed heartily from the across the room, "Moira told me the same thing."

While the couples at the end of the table continued their banter Felicity was trying to attract Oliver's attention. She finally just pinched him in the leg.

"Oww," Oliver hissed attracting the attention of everyone in the table.

Oliver and Felicity both froze for a second before Felicity gave him a whisper that was heard by everyone across the table, "I'm here to work, not to shop!"

Oliver gave the Moores a grimace, "sorry, Felicity prefers to bury herself in work rather than a shopping trip."

From across the room Moira interrupted, "nonsense Felicity, you have more than enough time to accomplish what you came for here once we leave. You wouldn't disappoint Angela and me and not to mention Thea who has grown attached to you the pleasure of a half-day of shopping with you, would you?"

Felicity inhaled, looking at Oliver as if seeking answers only to see him shrug at her offering her no other support.

"Please Felicity," Thea gave her a puppy look knowing that Felicity wouldn't be able to resist any longer.

"Half-a-day, that's it."

"Yes," Thea fist pumped in excitement.

Walter was grinning at Robert before he looked at Felicity, "one can hope that every other QC employee is as dedicated as Felicity is here. Then we'd know we would be leaving QC and possibly Moore in the capable hands of the next generation to run these businesses."

"You've always had an eye for talent dear," Moira told her husband, "I think Felicity here according to both you and Walter had more than proven her worth in the short time she had been with us."

"More than proven her worth, definitely, my dear," Robert answered her nodding.

Felicity for her part was blushing like there was no tomorrow, not only were they singing her praises in front of her, but they were openly discussion that in front of a potential business partner, the couple were both smiling in agreement as if they knew something she did not.

"Oliver," Robert continued gaining his son's attention, "I will personally hold you responsible for ensure Felicity here remains in QC hopefully for the rest of her life."

"I'm on top of it," winking at Felicity in response to his father's command.

Felicity glanced to her left and her right, all around her where nods and knowing faces giving her encouraging smiles. 'What the hell is happening!' she asked herself. It's like she was dropped in the middle of an alternate universe where she had no control over her destiny.

If only for the frustration she felt, correctly perceiving that maybe her future was a little out of her control, she gave Oliver another pinch in the leg.

"Oww," Oliver whispered a hiss at her.

"Physically abusing my brother already? So married!" Thea said and everyone around the table laughed


"This is our R&D. It's like your Applied Sciences division. This is where everything we put out is nurtured. Most of our own products are testing for a year or two before they are tagged as ready for release. We have various projects at different stages of development. Mr. Diggle," David Moore called the attention of John Diggle the deputy head of QC's Applied Sciences also a member of Oliver's team, "maybe you and the rest of the team would like to a more thorough appreciation of what we have in our back burner. Except for Mr. Booth of course who is working with our finance team."

"I'd like to see those too," Felicity inserted, afraid that she would once again be pulled away by the ladies.

"We will both be present for that Felicity. I'm thinking tomorrow would be a good day to start. Maybe Dad and Walter would appreciate a firsthand look too before they depart for Starling in a couple of days?" Oliver worked out the schedule with David.

"Yes?" David looked at both Robert and Walter for their consents before he nodded back to Oliver, "then that will be on the agenda tomorrow. We will be playing with some exciting toys," David was practically grinning in anticipation.

"Fine, that's settled then. Why don't you proceed with the rest of the tour with the boys dear, us girls will be taking our leave now. We have our own plans for the afternoon," Angela told her husband giving him a peck on the cheek before wiping off the lipstick mark.

Moira gave Robert a kiss goodbye and Thea embraced her father, then all the three women turned to Felicity who didn't know what to do next.

"Go with them," Oliver whispered to her, his hand on her elbow.

"But…" Felicity wanted to stay with the boys. She was after all supposed to be 'working' not going 'leisurely shopping'. The three other QC guys, John, Brian and Albert were looking at her a little confused at what was happening. Thankfully Brent was not with them.

"Go." Oliver repeated.

"Oh. Okay," handing Oliver her tablet, she was taking little notes during the tour in her tablet after all. "Umm…" Felicity was awkwardly saying goodbye to Oliver who was beside her conscious that everyone's attention was now on them.

Oliver decided to put Felicity's out of her misery by leaning over and giving her a kiss on the cheek before whispering in her ear, "don't give my mother too hard a time when she gives you something I told her to give you later." Oliver straightened and told her, "we'll talk later during dinner," this time everyone heard him.


"Felicity dear, you haven't even tried anything on." Moira called her out. The four ladies had already been in four shops, all with dresses, shoes and accessories that Felicity was falling in love with.

"I'm still looking around," Felicity gave Moira what she thought was a reasonable excuse. She had glanced at the prices of the merchandize and just caught herself in time before she was about to utter a swear word.

Felicity was after all a working girl, with just a slightly higher than normal entry level pay. After the moving costs, the rent cost and her day to day living cost, she had less than fifteen percent of her monthly pay left which she earmarked as savings. The costs of the merchandize here, no matter how they made Felicity salivate was just way above her budget.

"Felicity dear," Moira approached her, "I almost forgot to give you this, from my son."

Moira handed Felicity a card, wait was it a credit card with Oliver's name on it. Felicity had looked at Moira in confusion.

Felicity tried to return the card to Moira but Moira put up her hands. "Take it up with my son, it was his idea."

Felicity was still in the middle of trying the return the credit card back to Moira when Thea and Angela Moore returned with an armful of clothes.

"Okay, these are all bought and paid for," Thea said as she handed the bags to Felicity.

'Wait, what…" these are yours. We're roughly the same size, so I just tried them on for you.

"But I didn't…" Felicity protested.

"Oh honey," Angela started, "these are not even half the number of bags Thea here bought for herself. I didn't stop her. She would have bought the whole store."

"I can't help it, the clothes here are to die for," Thea defended herself.

Moira and Thea started to gush at the clothes again with Angela leaving Felicity holding the bag of clothes that Thea had purchased for her. 'How is this my life now. Oliver isn't even my boyfriend….yet, or ever, after this latest fiasco.' Felicity told herself.


Oliver was leaning on the headboard of the bed, his feet bare as he was going over some documents in bed when Felicity walked in, her eyes zooming in on him and if he were a lesser man he would be pissing in his pants right about now.

Felicity dropped all of the bags on top of the bed, unmindful of the documents spread out.

"Hey, those are important documents from Moore," Oliver scolded her mildly.

Felicity felt guilty for about two seconds before she went back to her task of telling Oliver off. "You can have this back," almost throwing the credit card back at him, "and no I didn't use it. How dare you! Why did you even think it was marginally okay to give me a card as if I was your….as if we married. For the last time Oliver," she was digging into his chest as the moment she started her rant he stood up, "you can't keep treating me like we're married or like I'm your girlfriend. I can pay my own way!"

Oliver took the finger poking his chest and held on to it, "maybe it wasn't my brightest idea. But all I wanted was for you to enjoy the shopping experience, buy what you want without hesitation. If I was with you I would have insisted paying anyway. I just wanted you to be happy. I just wanted me to make you happy."

Felicity repeatedly bumped her forehead on Oliver's chest in frustration, understanding where he was coming from but still stubbornly accepting his point of view.

"Oliver, I've been on my own for most of my 21 years. My father left when I was very young. My mother was always off somewhere doing whatever, so I practically raised myself. Sure I didn't have all the luxuries in the world. But I think I did good on my own. I've never needed someone, never had someone just give me a free ride. I'm not going to start now."

"What if," Oliver paused trying to find the best way to say what he wanted to say, "Felicity, someone like you, someone who is one-in-a-billion to someone like me, you just don't see what I see. I said it before, I'll say it again. And I'll keep saying it again, I'm falling in love it with. Hell, I am in love with you. And if you will let me, I'd like to be that someone who would take care of you. You deserve someone who would treat you like a Queen," Oliver chuckled at the pun, his hand now on her cheek, "I want to be that man. Let me be that man for you."

Felicity looked up at Oliver, "Oliver…I, this, this is all very confusing for me. I'm flattered of course," Oliver felt Felicity starting to pull back and stopped her.

"I don't want you to be flattered."

"I don't know how I am supposed to feel!" Felicity protested.

"Of course you do, you're just in denial."

Felicity inhaled composing her thoughts, "Oliver, can you give me a little time. I just need sometime. I don't know what this," gesturing between them, "is yet. Everything is happening so fast. Besides, we came here to work, that's what we should be focused on, work." Walking toward the bed and lifting a sheet of paper, "are these some of the papers we need to review?" totally changing the topic.

Oliver pulled Felicity down in the bed as he too sat down, gathering the papers as well as Felicity's tablet, "fine, for tonight, we will talk about work, but only because we have some catching up to do before we go back to Moore's R&D tomorrow. You wouldn't believe what else we were shown once you had left."

Felicity folded her arms on her chest, "I didn't want to go remember. I wanted to stay."

Oliver smirked pointing to the bags, "you didn't enjoy your shopping, that's why you have," counting the bags, "seven bags with you."

"That was all your sister's doing. She bought them behind my back for me."

"Ah," Oliver said grinning.

"What's that look?" Felicity asked Oliver frowning.

"That means she likes you. A lot."

Felicity face palmed, "thank god she will be gone in two days then. I've never seen anyone shop the way your sister did. She practically bought the whole store."

"That's my sister. If you had another shopping day with her, you'd probably be the proud owner of a whole season of a designer wardrobe."

"Then thank god for small miracles. We do have that R&D thing tomorrow right. I am going there right. I haven't been banished to do girly things again."

Handing her tablet back to her, "yes we have that R&D thing tomorrow, that's why we have to work extra hard tonight. I want to read all these research notes so we know what's being discussed tonight, you up for that?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

"Well then, let's have dinner downstairs. I'm sure the Moore's are waiting for us. Then we'll spend at least part of the night in bed going through these," referring to the documents still in his hands.

Felicity eyed him like she'd been conned by him.

"Don't think too hard, you'll get wrinkles," Oliver teased her massaging her temple, "come on, let's go down we don't want my sister thinking we missed each other so much we'd rather stay in the bedroom," pulling her to the door.


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