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You're Banging My Bedroom Wall

X. Dirty Minds

After Roy was called away to help Digg, Sara leaned on the bar countertop and beckoned Felicity closer. She drummed her fingers against the countertop and after a moment she spoke. "I've got some news on the Laurel-Tommy front and this time it's Tommy centric," she declared.

"Oh, yeah?" Felicity raised a brow in anticipation.

Sara nodded. "Do you remember Tommy's secretary, Helena?"

"Yeah, the super crazy chick who thought you were some sort of assassin and threatened to kill you." Crazy was an understatement. The damn woman was a psychopath and Felicity was surprised that she wasn't arrested for assault and battery yet.

"Well, this morning, Laurel asked me to give Tommy a file that she had accidentally taken since she had to go to court. I was heading toward Merlyn Global anyway, so I said sure. When I got to his office, Miss Crazy wasn't around so I knocked on his door and went in. She was sitting on his desk buck naked and he was fucking her like there was no goddamn tomorrow!" Sara groaned, covering her eyes and cringing.

Felicity gasped, wide-eyed. "Oh my God! What did you do?"

"What do you think I did? I dropped the file and hightailed my ass the fuck out of there!" she screeched, throwing her hands up in exasperation before raking a hand through her hair and shaking her head. "Do you know what this means? Laurel and Tommy are both cheating on each other at the same fucking time. I thought they had nothing in common and were all wrong for each other when they first started dating last year, but now I know they're fucking perfect together."

"What the hell is wrong with them?"

"No fucking clue," she sighed. "And now I can't get the image of Tommy's ass out of my head. Every time I look at him, it'll be the only thing I'll be able to see." Sara shuddered and grimaced before pouring two shots. She pushed one toward Felicity and they simultaneously knocked them back.

Felicity shivered and shook her head. "Thank you for that image, Sara. Now, get me drunk, so drunk that I can get that nasty, dirty picture wiped from my mind and I won't be able to remember it later."

Laughter bubbled up out of Sara and she grinned. "I wish I could join you, babe," she sighed wistfully before moving to the other end of the bar and mixing a drink. She came back a few minutes later and placed another green drink in front of Felicity.

"What's this?" she asked, taking a sip.

Sara grinned impishly. "Tie Me to the Bedpost."

"Kinky. I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff, Sara," someone said suddenly from beside Felicity. She looked to her right and almost spit out her drink.

It was Oliver Queen!

"You don't know what I'm into, Ollie," Sara shot back. "For all you know, I like Sex with an Alligator."

Felicity snorted at that one. She remembered when they were at Poison and Sara had ordered one of those. The bartender had blushed so hard. She had never seen someone look so embarrassed before and she had grown up in Vegas.

"I know for a fact that Sara does like Sex with an Alligator," she said, slyly glancing at her best friend. "It makes her feel tingly all over."

Oliver laughed and turned to look at her. "Is that so?"

She nodded with a laugh of her own. "Mmhm, she told me so."

Sara bit back a laugh and shook her head in exasperation. She made to say something but one of the other bartenders called out to her. "I'll be right back – someone probably ordered some drink Sin's got no idea how to make. Keep an eye on my girl, Ollie," she ordered with a menacing look before turning away.

Oliver took her hand in his own and Felicity found his smile disarmingly handsome and she could only describe the look in his blue eyes as smoldering.

"I'm Oliver," he told her. She held back a shiver as he leaned in just a little closer, allowing her to feel the warmth radiating off of his body and catch a hint of the cologne that he wore.

A pink blush colored her cheeks and she gave him a shy smile from beneath her lashes. "Felicity," she returned.

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And she has finally met him! FINALLY!

On a side note, does anyone care about the Laurel-Tommy drama?

And I didn't mean to freak people out so much last chapter – there had just been a dip in the number of hits the story had been getting over the past couple of weeks and I was starting to get a little worried there…But it's nice to know how much people love this little story :)