Sorry for the eternal long wait for an update. I needed to gather my thoughts on this chapter and figure out where it was going before I could post it. Please forgive me...

Really though my brain is so full of ideas (not just stories) that I have to write them all down. That and if I have an idea I must bring it to life. In other words I make a lot of my own things because heck sometimes it's better than store bought. Yeah I can't help it. One day you may see me on shark tank. :) LOL

So here it is enjoy it and let me know what you think.

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New York City was a trip that Oliver wouldn't soon forget. Partially because he was away and didn't have to worry or think about the wedding. The stress and pressure had disappeared. Truth be told he had a great time. He had a great time with Felicity. There was something about her that brought out a different side of him, one that was rarely seen by anyone. She made him laugh, but between her rambling and stories Oliver found himself feeling truly happy. Felicity relaxed him.

Of course all good things come to an end and that end happened on their final night in New York when he had taken Felicity out for a celebratory dinner at the rainbow room. He was just about to ask her to dance when suddenly Ray Palmer had shown up and invited himself to join them for dinner. The remainder of the night had left Oliver feeling like he was intruding on them. Te ending of the meal couldn't come fast enough so they could go back to the suite and watch a movie before heading back to Starling in the morning.

Oliver stood in the pastry shop looking down at his watch. Laurel was supposed to be there by now to pick out their wedding cake and pastries and was nowhere in sight. Just as he was pulling his phone out to send her a text the bell on the door jingled signally that someone had entered. He turned his head and a smile spread across his lips.

"Oliver? What are you doing here? " Felicity asked with a surprised look.

Oliver smiled seeing her. "We had an appointment to look at wedding cakes and pastries, but I have no idea where Laurel is. What are you doing here?"

"Well, I have dinner at a friends house and I wanted to bring something sweet for dessert. Any recommendations?" She asked looking through the glass cases.

"I don't know. I was-" Oliver was cut off by his phone ringing. He held it up and motioned to her to wait. "Laurel, where are you? No. Well, I guess I can do that. Yea. I'll let them know. Bye." He hung up the phone and shook his head. "She is stuck behind an accident in the city." He sighed.

The woman behind the counter smiled politely. "Mr. Queen why don't you try a few things while you wait. I have a sample platter ready."

Oliver smiled. "I don't-"

"That's a great idea." Felicity chimed in. "I mean I'm sure Mr. Queen would be happy to try a few things while he waits."

Oliver raised an eyebrow confused as the clerk went to grab the platter

Felicity looked at him and nodded her head. She leaned in and whispered out of the side of her mouth. "Oliver, someone is giving you a tray of sweets to try. It's like a gift from the pastry Gods."

He furrowed his brow and smiled. "Ok." She chirped. "I skipped lunch today and it all sounds so good."

Oliver laughed. "Well then. The truth comes out."

Felicity rolled her eyes. "Oliver. I'm starving. And really it's not safe for anyone to get in the way of me and baked goods."

"I wouldn't want to risk anything then." He smiled and walked over to the table near by motioning for her to follow. They sat down as the clerk brought the tray to the table. "Thank you."

"Not a problem." The clerk smiled. "Let me know if you find something that you like." She turned as someone entered the shop. "I'll be back."

Felicity looked at the sampler tray in aw. "It's like a tray full of heaven."

Oliver chuckled. "What should we try first?"

"Everything." She gasped.

The two sat there sampling everything on the tray. He watched as Felicity eyes rolled taking bites of each of the cakes. "So good." She mumbled as she chewed. "You ave to try this one."

Oliver shook his head. "I'm not a big frosting fan and that is a lot of frosting."

She scooped a bit on to the fork. "You did not just say that." She gasped. "You have to try this she started to bring the fork to his mouth.

Oliver turned his head. "No. I'm not a fan." He made a face.

"Have you ever tried this before?" She asked.

"No."

"Then how do you know if you like it?" Felicity asked putting the fork near his mouth again.

"I just do." Oliver turned his head.

She was persistent and put the fork in front of him again. He turned his head to avoid it, but she continued to follow his mouth with the fork. "Try it!"

He turned his head to avoid the fork when suddenly he turned as she moved her hand causing the cake to smear across his mouth in a mess. He licked the chocolate from his lips. Felicity cupped her mouth in laughter. "Oh Oliver...I'm so sorry."

"He nodded his head. "It's ok. Really." He licked his lips and grabbed a napkin. He wiped his mouth as he watched Felicity bring a small frosted cupcake to her mouth to take a bite. It was almost too easy. He tapped her hand causing the cupcake to smear her face and made a shocked face.

Felicity looked at him, mouth agape as a smile spread across her face. "You did not just do that." She said starting to laugh.

Oliver was trying unsuccessfully not to laugh. "It was an accident."

Felicity looked at him licking the frosting from her lips. "Oh really." She took a small cupcake and held it.

"You wouldn't." He said holding his hands up.

Felicity raised and eyebrow. Oliver grabbed a small cake ready to fight back. They looked at each other and simultaneously smashed the food in each others face. They looked at each other as they laughed hysterically. Oliver reached over to wipe some frosting from Felicity's face as she licked it from her lips. Their eyes locked together as his thumb gently ran across her lower lip. Their looks intensified. It was like they were frozen. Neither of them wanted to move. Oliver took a breath fighting the urge to just lean in and kiss her.

The jingle of the door made them both turn, Oliver quickly dropping his hand. Laurel walked over with a smile. "Food fight?" She questioned.

Oliver grabbed a napkin and began wiping his face. "Laurel! Felicity was getting dessert."

Felicity wiped her chin and smiled. "Yes." She said shaking her head. "I was in here to pick something out for dinner with some friends when I saw Oliver had a tray full of goodies to try. I'd recommend the lemon filling. It's delicious." She turned to Oliver who was still looking at her.

Oliver turned to Laurel then back to Felicity. "Yes, yeah. It was great."

Laurel shook her head displeased. "Well, now that play time is over, why don't you get cleaned up and we can make some wedding decisions." She smiled and motioned for the clerk to get another tray ready.

Oliver watched Felicity wipe her face clean. She gave a tight lipped smile to him and shrugged her shoulders. Oliver smiled back at her. She turned and picked up her bag. "I'll let you get to your taste thing. Um...Have fun."

He watched as Laurel turned and gave her a smile. "Have a good dinner." She said then turned back to the counter directing the girl what to put on the tray.

Felicity turned to leave. Oliver had a sense of desperation come over him. He didn't want her to leave, but what could he do. He looked down frustrated until e heard the clerk. "Oh no. Your friend forgot her cake."

Oliver looked up. "I can catch her." He said holding his hand out to take the box.

"Ollie?" Laurel smirked.

"I will be right back. Just give me one second." He said holding the box and his hand to reassure her. "I promise I'll be right back.

Laurel nodded and turned to the clerk. "He's a real keeper that one." The girl behind the counter smiled.

"Yes, well, can you put that canoli on there too." She smiled.

Oliver turned each way to see which direction she had gone in. He saw her ponytail bouncing as she walked down the street. "Felicity!" He yelled, but she did not turn. "Felicity!"

Suddenly she stopped and turned towards him. "Oliver?" She said confused. He ran over to her. 'What are you doing?" She asked confused.

He took a deep breath and stood up straight. "You forgot your dessert." He said catching his breath, handing her the box.

She took it and licked her lips. "Oliver, I...I don't know what to say. Thank you."

They stood there looking at each other not sure what to say. Oliver looked up and then back at her. "Felicity I-"

"You better get back to Laurel." She interrupted him. I mean she's probably waiting for you. I mean you should be there with your fiance' Laurel, the girl you are marrying, not that you don't know that since you asked her and well that's how it works." She shook her head to stop rambling. "Anyways, I have to go. I have someplace to be and so do you."

"Felicity, I really-"

She put her hand out to stop him. Their eyes locked again. "Don't Oliver. Just...just go. Laurel is waiting. Go." She looked down. "See you later Oliver." She said turning away.

Oliver nodded. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He watched her walk away and disappear around the corner. He was going to have to go back in that shop and pick out a wedding cake for a wedding he was having doubts about.

For the first time in his life Oliver Queen was not wanting to do what was expected of him. Ever since he met Felicity Smoak nothing was normal anymore. She was one of his best friends. Oliver never had female friends. Woman had never been just friends, there was always something more he needed from them. What was wrong with him. Maybe he was going crazy or was he just losing his mind.

Oliver wasn't sure what to do, but he had to be honest with himself. The honest truth was somewhere between Big Belly burger and New York City Oliver had developed feelings for Felicity Smoak. The question is now what was he going to do.

"Ollie." Laurel said pulling him out of his thoughts. "We have cake to pick out."

He pressed his lips together and turned to follow her back into the shop.