Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 21

Felicity pulled the covers up over her head as Oliver tried to pull them down. They had spent a wonderful day together, with most of it ending up in bed, but now reality was setting in and it was time for them to go to dinner. Felicity had hoped her nervous stomach would settle as the day wore on but it seemed to have gotten worse and when Oliver pulled the covers back with a grin, she groaned and curled onto her side.

"You could tell them I am sick. Or....or, I ran away and..." Oliver stopped her with a kiss to her lips.

"Felicity." Oliver kissed her again. "You are going to be just fine." Then he kissed her again.

He pulled her up out of the bed and as she grumbled he pushed her toward the bathroom. "I am going to let you take a shower first because if I join you we will never make it to my parent's house." he said and turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Felicity took her time in the shower letting the hot water wash away her insecurities. She had to admit she was nervous meeting Oliver's parents. They had not been seeing each other that long personally and Felicity felt it was a little premature, but Oliver's mother was not letting them get out of it. Her heart jumped as she remembered back to meeting Billy's parents. They had not been happy about her and Billy dating and each time they went to dinner they were cold and sometimes downright rude. It had caused strain on her relationship with Billy and as she stepped out and toweled off she prayed that things would not be the same with Oliver's family.

She wrapped the towel around her body and walked out into the bedroom to see Oliver standing near the end of the bed in nothing but a pair of shorts. He walked over and let his eyes slide over her before he kissed her again and smiled down at her.

"They are going to love you Felicity, I promise." he walked into the bathroom and when she heard the water she let out a sigh. She looked at the outfit they had picked up from her apartment that afternoon, and she started to wonder if she should have picked something a little dressier. No, Oliver had told her to dress casual and she knew he was wearing jeans and a henley so she quickly dressed, pulling on her jeans, burgundy blouse and a pair of matching flats. She debated wearing her hair down but she felt more confident, more the strong woman she was with it up, so she pulled it up into a ponytail.

She heard Oliver walk out and seeing him with only a towel around his waist made decadent thoughts enter her mind as she thought back over how they had spent the day. She had more sex in one day with Oliver than she had her whole adult life and she grinned as she walked over toward him. He gave her a suspicious look and stopped.

She sauntered closer and let her hand rest on the knot of his towel. "Felicity." His voice held a warning but there was no heat behind it and she smiled at him before stepping aside to let him pass. As he did she let her hand trail over his stomach, and he groaned as she walked out of the room.

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Felicity looked up in awe at the house as the car approached the front gate. The house was massive and when the gates opened and Oliver stopped the car he turned to her and gave her a soft look. "Felicity, I know this looks ostentatious, and I know my families money is no secret but it can be intimidating. My father inherited his father's business and even though my Dad did not want to run the company he hired a man he could trust to run it so he could continue fighting. One day this and the business will be passed down to me."

"Oliver, why didn't you tell me this?" she asked surprised.

"I learned a long time ago to keep that for later in the relationship. I cannot tell you how many girls dated me only because they wanted to get their hands on my family's money." he said. She could tell it was a sore subject for him and she took his hands in hers and squeezed softly.