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Chapter 2

She was going to kill Sara. That was her first thought when she opened her bag to grab a book and saw what her friend had left her. The word that was written on it made it 10 times worse. She rubbed her hand on her forehead, urging the headache that was sure to insure to be kept away. When she refused to tell Sara what happened between Oliver and her besides letting on his name, Sara didn't take too kindly to that.

Apparently Felicity was to tell or else and from the object that was in her bag, she guessed this was the 'or else' after she still refused to say anything. The good thing is she wasn't near people so she didn't have to really worry about it. She tried to calm her nerves before getting on with her day.

The morning breeze was chilly through the thin cotton of the sweater. Splashes of orange, yellow, and red covered the scenery. Some leaves scattered on the ground and some gently falling from branches.

The wood she sat on was slightly damp and cold causing a shiver to run up her spine. Thankfully, the coffee in her hands kept her warm. An expression of calm was displayed on her face as she leaned back onto the park bench. It had been a long hectic and tiring week, from homework to studying for 2 tests she had that week and a 5 page essay. And though she was for the majority use to the workload with it being her senior year in college it was hard balancing her school load from her workload.

She had started working at Grinders over the summer shortly before she moved into Sara's apartment. It wasn't her ideal job at first when she was looking for employment but with there being few job openings and she desperately needing the money she applied and a few days later she had the job. She didn't expect that she would come to love working at the coffee shop considering her expertise lied in computers, but the atmosphere and people grew on her. Grinders was a family business so most people were locals and had been going there for years. Every now and then you would get a new person to add to the clientele, but mostly it was just regulars so everyone kind of new everyone.

Mr. and Mrs. Scott owned Grinders and Felicity came to love them as second parents. They had a 16 year old son named Josh. He worked at the shop with Felicity, along with another employee, Ashley. This past week though, he had been sick leaving Felicity to work double shifts. By Friday night she was beat and Mrs. Scott took pity on her, giving her the next 2 nights to recuperate and get some rest.

She could blame her exhaustion on all the work she had to do for school or the fact that she worked more hours this week but she knew that wasn't the case at all. Sleep seemed to evade her every night this week and she knew exactly why.

Oliver.

It had been a long torturous week with him constantly on her mind, and not once had she seen him since the night they met. Not that she was expecting to see him again. It's not like they planned on going out, but that night she felt something and they way he looked at her and spoke she was positive he felt something too. She wish she had gotten his number. With no way to contact him she was stuck with waiting for him to make the next move. That is if he was ever going to make a move of course.

Slightly frustrated, she took a deep breath grabbing the book she had intended to read this morning before her thoughts had strayed. The book was called 'Seduction'. She wasn't one to read much in this type of genre but after the confrontation with Oliver she figured it couldn't hurt. She didn't want to seduce him though.

But you do!

That little voice inside her head screamed at her and she begged it to shut up.

I do NOT want to seduce Oliver.

She chanted those words in her head a few times, hoping the more she said it the more likely it would become the truth. But his intense blue eyes were so vivid when she closed her eyes she swore she could almost see him standing in front of her every time she blinked. It was one her favorite features of him. The way they could be bright and sparkle with a hint of amusement one second and then dark and intense as if a storm was about to pass the next.

A groan escaped her lips and she tried to force her attention on the book once more. Leading her thoughts anyone else except on Oliver. But each passing word conjured up an image of him caressing her naked thigh, of his fingers gliding softly up her exposed stomach up to her breast to fondle it gently before slowly trailing back down pass her navel and settling right above her womanhood. The thought of his tongue tracing the path that his fingers detoured on took her breath away and made her squeeze her thighs together. A small whimper left her mouth as she realized the fact of the matter. She wanted him!

"Want who?" A shriek left her lips and she almost passed out from said man staring down at her with his full 6'1" height and a smirk plastered dead on his face.

xXx

Oliver Queen stood in front of Felicity taking her in. Her hair was in a ponytail with loose curls framing her face. She wore a pair of blue jeans and brown boots that matched her jacket over a white t-shirt. She looked good. Too good. When he came here he was hoping by seeing her that he would realize that whatever he thought was feeling was just a fluke and a momentary lapse of judgment. He had women lining up at the door to be with him, but yet she was that one that tempted him the most. The one that was constantly on his mind the past week. And as much as he tried to avoid it by keeping himself busy it always came back full force by the time he was ready to call it a night and sleep.

Now here he was staring at a flush face, with a book in her hand that read 'Seduction'. He didn't realize she was into those type of books.

He quirked an eyebrow at her, smirk still complimenting his face, waiting for her to answer his question. His eyes danced between hers and the book that lay forgotten in her hands, but it wasn't forgotten for long because once she realized what he was staring at she quickly hid the book behind her back as if she had been caught doing something that she wasn't supposed to. It reminded him of when he was a boy and he used to try and steal cookies from the cookie jar, but his mother would always catch him eating them and for some reason he use to always try to hide them behind his back. Like that would actually make a difference considering crumbs would adore his face and the cookie jar would be right next to him open.

It was no different from the situation he was witnessing right now. Felicity was caught red handed but maybe she thought that he didn't catch the title of the book. In any case though, her red face, dilated pupils, and clenched thighs told him everything he needed to know.

She was turned on.

Naughty Felicity.

"So," he prodded, amusement taking placing in his eyes. She clearly was having trouble responding.

"Oh...um...no one," she cleared her throat as she quickly placed the book in her bag. For a second he was relieved with her response, but then he felt a sense of disappointment that it wasn't him she was referring to. Obviously her stutter confirmed that she was lying but to which one he wasn't sure. "What are you doing here?"

Now it was his turn to have trouble speaking.

He didn't know why he would think of him just showing up wouldn't arise her suspicions. Them only meeting once and haven't seen each other in a week would make anyone question what he was doing there. However, he couldn't tell her the real reason he was there. He couldn't tell her that after the long week he had out of state that as soon as he flew in this morning he wanted to see her, for reasons he still couldn't explain.

As soon as he landed he had Diggle take him to her apartment only to find that she wasn't there. Thankfully, her roommate was there and gave him some locations of where she could possibly be, and oddly enough she gave up the information rather quickly for his liking but she had a strange gleam in her eyes. And he knew that she knew who he really was.

After going to 3 of the locations he finally found Felicity here. Sitting on a park bench reading a provocative novel.

"I'm just passing through." He gave her a smile that he hoped looked convincing. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to tell her the truth when he himself wasn't sure where his head was right now, regarding her. "Mind if I sit?"

"Hm? Oh yeah, sure." She scrambled to move her bag to give him a place to sit. A coffee cup still rested in her hands. The white of her knuckles squeezing the cup indicated that she was nervous.

Was she nervous because of him? Or because she was caught reading something that she probably didn't want anyone to see?

Either way, Oliver wanted her to feel calm around him so he settled for some small talk.

"Do you come here every morning?"

"Not usually." The grip on the cup eased a little and he was grateful that she was slowly relaxing. "I normally don't have the time. With work and school I barely have time for anything else."

"Do you work and go to school everyday?"

"Pretty much. My classes aren't everyday but when I don't have class I'm working."

"Even on the weekends?"

She smiled, giving a slight nod. "Yeah, I try to take any extra shifts when I can." The appalled look on his face made her give out a short laugh. "What can I say; I need the money."

"When do you get time to spend it relaxing or with family and friends."

He didn't miss the cringe that crossed her face.

"That bad?"

"Not exactly. My family is just well...my family. Sorry that makes no sense at all. I guess you could say that I've always been the outcast." A sad smile adored her face as she stared at him.

The look she gave him tugged at his heart. A sense of protection swept through him and he knew he wanted to protect her from anything that would cause her harm and dampen her mood. For whatever reason, he wanted to know more about her, which was completely unlike him. He didn't do the get to know someone, especially when it came to women. His track record with women wasn't so good, but he always treated the woman he was with with respect. However, what he didn't do was get to know them. Commitment and him was a no.

Not that he was expecting him and Felicity to get together but the feelings that were stirring up in him reminded him of when he was younger and had once upon a time cared deeply for someone.

He cleared his throat, trying to wipe those memories from his head. "Any brothers and sisters?"

"Two of each actually."

Oliver whistled. "Pretty big family you got there."

"Yeah, didn't really seem that way. I was usually by myself. My mom wasn't exactly pleased when I didn't want to be in pageants and do girly things like tea and shopping. I was the shy girl. I wasn't like my sisters who enjoyed being the center of attention. I was perfectly fine with tinkering with things and spending time with my dad.

"Daddy's girl are you?" He grinned, a row of perfect white teeth glimmering in the sunlight.

"Yeah." The smile she gave him was the first genuine smile she gave him of the day. If it wasn't for him already sitting it would have brought him to his knees.

"How about a walk?" Oliver offered already standing up and extending a hand to her. It was clear that he wasn't taking no for an answer. She must have realized that as well because she gave a sigh of defeat and placed her hand in his.

Helping her up, he grabbed her bag with his other hand. She started to protest but the look he gave her shut her up quickly.

"I'm not an invalid ya know," Felicity mumbled.

"I'm aware. So what book were you reading?"

Felicity slightly paled and Oliver couldn't help the smirk that slowly covered his face. He knew exactly what she was reading, but he figured he would toy with her a little, just to see her squirm.

She gulped.

"Nothing, it was just reading material for class." She avoided eye contact with him and the way her pulse point throbbed Olivier knew she was becoming nervous.

"What class?"

"Science." She practically shouted. He was tempted to put her out of her misery but this was just too fun.

"Really? Hm, I guess that makes sense." He rubbed a finger on his chin as if he was contemplating something.

"What does?" The confused look she gave him was exactly what he was expecting from her.

He stared down at her. "Well I mean I'm guessing its about the body since it is called Seduction." He tried his hardest to maintain a serious look, but his lips were twitching, ready to break out into a smile.

She turned her head to stare straight. Her chin raised up and he already knew that she was determined not to say anything. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He shook his head, a smile slipping past his demeanor. "Well that's too bad. Good thing I have your bag right here and can just check myself." He patted the bag on his shoulder already opening it.

"Wait! Oliver you don't-"

He stopped walking and his hand paused in the middle of the bag. Shocked eyes stared into the bag before snapping to hers and then re-snapping to the bag to do a double take. She bit her lip and a deep red flushed her body. She watched as he tried to regain his composure. This time when he looked at her the widest grin she ever seen graced his features, which only meant one thing.

Trouble.

She lowered her head to the ground, trying to do everything but look at him and what she was sure he was about to do next.

This time he grabbed the object and pulled it out. "Felicity, I think you have some explaining to do."

Felicity took a deep breath before slowly lifting her head. And there in front of here was an 8-inch blue dildo staring directly at her and the worst part is, Oliver's name was scribbled on it.

Oh yeah. She was definitely going to kill Sara.