"Stunning"
**AU Olicity**
Festive blinking Christmas lights hung along the mirror that ran the length of the bar. The sounds of silverware scratching across plates, glasses clinking and snippets of conversations ebbed and flowed around him.
Oliver raised his glass of scotch to take a sip when someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Ollie?" asked a tall brunette that he vaguely remembered from his pre-island days.
"Hi….." he said.
"Evie. Evie Thorn. I thought I recognized you when you came in. How are you?" she asked.
I'm really good. How have y…." he started to say before his voice trailed off as a woman walking through the restaurant doors caught his eye.
He couldn't look away from her red wrap around dress that looked like it was painted on and the gentle sway of her hips that were accentuated by her thigh high leather boots.
Completely forgetting the brunette he was talking to, Oliver thoroughly savored this vision of an incredibly sexy woman walking right towards him.
As she finally stopped in front of his barstool Oliver turned and with that voice only meant for her, he said "Hey."
After a few seconds and the clearing of someone's throat Oliver came back to awareness to say, "Umm, pardon my rudeness Evie. I'd like you to meet my wife, Felicity."
