Okay. Deep breath, Oliver. You can do this. Just ask her. The worst that can happen is she can say no.

"Felicity, is it okay if I walk you to your car?" Oliver asked her, feeling kind of jittery.

Felicity looked at him and, after a moment, simply shrugged and headed in the direction of her car.

Well, Oliver thought, that was easy enough. She didn't seem at all perplexed that he would want to walk her to her car, so that was a good sign. Could he do this?

They walked the short distance to her car in silence, but on the inside, Oliver had been waging a war. Should he ask her and get it over with? Should he wait? What if she says no? What if she says yes?!

When Felicity's car came into view, Oliver knew it was now or never. He took a deep breath and reached for Felicity's arm to stop her. When she turned around, she looked so confused he almost wanted to laugh. Almost. Maybe if he wasn't so nervous, he would have.

Oliver took a deep breath and said, "Felicity… I need to ask you something."

Felicity took a moment to respond, but when she finally did, he could see her curiosity burning to the surface.

"Okay… What is it?"

Oliver gazed at her, took a deep breath, and let his internal battle finally come to an end.

""I… uh… well… Willyougoonadatewithme?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he wasn't sure she even understood what he had said. He internally scolded himself for letting his nerves control him. He saw the shift in her eyes as soon as she processed what he had said. She went from looking tired to looking like she got hit by lightning.

"You… Wait… What?!" Felicity looked shocked, to say the least. He couldn't help but think how cute she looked with the blush in her cheeks. He loved having that effect on her.

Oliver grabbed her hand and took a small step towards her so their toes were almost touching. Any closer and he would've been kissing her. Hmm… he liked the idea of that.

He looked her in the eyes, trying not to get lost in them, and said "I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me tomorrow night."

The look on her face was very close to the one she had in the mansion that night all those months ago. It was a look of pure shock, but also a look of hope.

He saw her eyes shift downward for just a moment before raising them to meet his as she said, "You mean a date, date? Like an actual date?"

The smile Oliver knew had been plastered on his face got even bigger. He looked her in the eyes, squeezed her hand, and said, "Yes, Felicity. A date. You. Me. No bad guys. No corporate function. Dinner, just the two of us."

Oliver couldn't tell if Felicity was nervous or ecstatic when she answered him, but either way, he was very happy with the answer.

"Uh, sure. I mean, yes. Yes. I'd love to go on a date with you, Oliver." Felicity answered confidently and smiled, letting it reach her eyes. Oliver's heart raced even more at her beauty. There was nothing more attractive than a smiling Felicity. That smile had driven him crazy when she aimed it at Barry last year, because all he wanted was for her to smile at him that way. Now that she had, he knew he would do anything to keep it there.

"Great! Uh… I mean good. I'll pick you up at 7?" Oliver couldn't contain how happy he was that she said yes. He may have been a playboy at one point in his life, but when it came to his IT girl, there was no such thing as playing it cool.

Felicity smiled, gave his hand one last squeeze and went to get into her car. Oliver opened the door for her, foreshadowing how their date tomorrow was going to be, before telling her good night. She was going to be treated like a queen, and he couldn't wait.

The next day was the longest day of Oliver's life. Time seemed to drag by and he couldn't stand it. He caught himself staring at Felicity multiple times throughout the day. He even went out of his way to talk to her. It was always about work or their night time activities, but he just needed an excuse to interact with her.

He couldn't control himself, and that terrified him. He always had to have control, both professionally and personally. This woman had a hold on him, and he wasn't quite sure how to wiggle out of it. Hell, he wasn't quite sure he wanted to.

When the work day was finally over, Oliver went straight to Felicity's office to find her gathering all of her things. His palms immediately started to sweat. What if she backed out? What if she didn't want to go?

"Felicity. You heading out?" Oliver asked her, trying to remain vague and hide how nervous he was.

Felicity turned around to look at him, and he immediately saw how frantic she looked. Oh no. This couldn't be good.

"Oliver, hi. I'm just getting ready to go home. I've gotta get ready for our date tonight. I mean, we are still going right? Because if you have to cancel, I totally understand. Wait, did I just call this a date? Crap. I meant… Oh. Wait. You called this a date, so I guess that means I can too? Right? Anyways, if you need to cancel…" Felicity trailed off, and Oliver saw her shoulders fall, expecting him to cancel.

"Actually, Felicity. I just wanted to make sure we were still on for our date. Yes, it's a date. I made reservations at the new Italian restaurant. I hope that's okay?" Oliver smiled. He'd been wanting to talk about this all day. He was happy to find her just as nervous as he was.

Felicity smiled as soon as he reassured her the date was still happening, and it took all his strength to not close the distance between them and press his lips to hers.

He could do that later.

Felicity took a deep breath and made her way to the door, stopping right in front of him.

"That sounds perfect. I'll see you later." Felicity smiled, reached on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, and left without another word.

The moment her lips met his cheek, Oliver felt a heat rising inside of him. He smiled and turned around to watch her walk away. He noticed the confidence in the way she walked and immediately thought how sexy it was.

Was it 7:00 yet?