A/N: SO it's definitely been a while and I have no excuse for my absence except life kept me doing other things so I apologize to all my readers and reviewers. But I hope you guys are ready for some more Intimate! =D

Chapter is shorter than my others but this is just me trying to get back into writing this story, other ones will be longer hopefully.

Sorry for any mistakes, being my own beta makes it hard for me to catch everything so if you see any lemme know. And with that said, Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Cold coffee rested in her tightening grasp. Her eyes remained glued on the object. Of all the things Sara could have put in her bag it had to be a damn dildo. And just her luck, it had to be found by the one person it was intentionally about.

It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't feel Oliver's eyes on her.

Studying her.

Waiting for a response.

"Felicityyy..." Oliver taunted, smirking. She wanted to wipe that smile off his face, no matter how good he looked.

Damn Sara!

"It's my roommate's," she blurted and then cringed at how that sounded. "I mean, it's mine but she's the one that wrote your name on it." And then she became horrified at basically announcing that she owned a dildo.

The predatory look he gave her unnerved her, and the slow steps he took towards her added to that fact. He waited until he was mere inches away from her face before speaking.

"Tell me Felicity, do you think of me when using this?" He murmured, his breath washing over her lips, enticing her to lean forward just a little more and capture his lips, but she resisted.

"Of course not," she replied, breathlessly, and though it seemed like she was lying, she wasn't, not really. She had just bought that dildo a few days ago and it was still technically brand new since she hadn't used it yet; therefore, she could honestly say that she hadn't thought of him. Now, her other contraption that was currently held in her bed side drawer was a totally different story, but she certainly wasn't going to tell Oliver that.

He hummed. "That's a shame."

She was speechless. Did he actually want her to be thinking of him while doing that? That was unlikely; no guy that looked like Oliver could possibly be interested in her, right? But there was definitely something between them; at least she hoped she wasn't the only one feeling the spark between them.

And then before she knew it, he was a few feet away, and she already missed his closeness.

Someone hated her, she was sure. It wasn't fair to be teased with something that stood so deliciously in front of her but she was sure she couldn't have. He was like the jock in high school and she was the one that was between invisible and the girl you go to when you need tutoring help. Though, she definitely wouldn't mind tutoring him.

The gentle grasp on her arm brought her out of her thoughts as she stared at Oliver shocked.

He pulled her closer.

Was he making a move?

She almost leaned into his touch when a gentle breeze swirled around her and she heard the turning of wheels. Apparently, a group of bicyclists decided to breeze by and Oliver had merely pulled her closer, just so she wouldn't be in their way. She was slightly disappointed that he didn't want her close or his own merit.

The weird glances she received from a few of the bicyclists put her on edge. Did they realize she didn't belong with Oliver either?

One of the guys' winked at her as a grin was plastered on his face. She blushed at the attention but then finally caught on what he was actually grinning about.

"Oh my god, Oliver! Put that away!" She reached for the dildo that was making a buzzing noise as it vibrated, but he held it out of reach.

He chuckled at she huffed and jumped for the item, one arm reaching while the other still held tightly to her coffee cup. At this view he could see her bosom jiggle nicely and he admired the way she filled out her t-shirt. His momentary lack of concentration though proved useful since Felicity was able to knock the item out of his hand as it rolled on the cement.

By now, they accumulated a crowd of people observing them.

Felicity was too shocked and embarrassed to move and pick up the item. Oliver couldn't help but be amused at all the attention they were getting. He was ready to reach down and pick up the dildo, but unfortunately someone beat him to it

"Miss, I believe this item belongs to you," the officer said, rising up with dildo in hand, still vibrating.

Felicity was mortified, but she silently reached for it, quickly stashing it away in her bag that Oliver still held. She wondered how the officer stayed so calm and collected as dealing with something so intimate, but the reddening on his face at least shown that he was just as uncomfortable in this situation as she was.

"Sorry officer, I told her she shouldn't be playing with it and that it's not a toy." Oliver grinned.

The officer glared his throat. "Just keep it put away. Items such as that aren't permitted here." The stern look he gave them clearly meant business and once he was sure the two culprits understood he walked off. Felicity was thankful that he merely just gave them a warning

"Look what you did." Oliver teased.

"Me?!" Felicity was livid. "I can't believe you just did that. That was the most horrifying moment ever. And really? It's not a toy?" She scoffed, reaching for her bag and snatching it out of Oliver's arms. She stalked away murmuring about men and how infuriating they were.

Oliver followed her, slightly guilty for putting her through such an ideal. He could tell that she was the innocent type and was definitely shy about those sorts of things.

"Felicity, I apologize. I didn't mean to take things that far."

She huffed and turned to look at him. She had to admit, he did look slightly guilty. "I know. It's fine." She lied. It certainly wasn't fine but she wasn't truly mad at Oliver. Besides, it was all Sara's fault as far as Felicity was concerned. And as soon as she got back to her apartment, she was killing her roommate. That was a guarantee.

"Sir," Felicity and Oliver both turned at the sound of another voice. "You have a meeting to get to that we should be leaving for."

Oliver grimaced; nodding his head at the man that Felicity recognized from the night she met Oliver.

"Alright, thanks Diggle." Diggle stepped away from the duo, giving Oliver his space to say his goodbyes. "Are you free tomorrow?"

The questioned surprised Felicity; she wasn't exactly expecting Oliver to actually want to see her again if this question was leading to where she thought it was going.

"I am."

"How about coffee or maybe lunch tomorrow?"

Felicity couldn't help but feel giddy at the moment. Be cool. Be cool. "Sure, lunch sounds great." She shrugged her shoulders as if it was nothing. "There's a place called Grinders a few blocks from here if you want to meet there."

Oliver wasn't fooled though, her dildo said otherwise. "Grinders it is then." He smiled at her. "I will see you tomorrow, Felicity."

"Tomorrow." She grinned at him as he strolled off. She was most definitely curious on who Oliver was, considering she knew little to none about him except his first name.

The grin stayed on her face throughout her morning. She was seeing Oliver again tomorrow and she was still most definitely murdering Sara when she got home.

A/N: Felicity's payback will be in the next chapter. Mwahaha. Reviews are greatly appreciated.