Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 32

Felicity looked at him in shock. Did he really just ask her that question?

Oliver could see the panic in her eyes and he gently stroked the side of her face, "I'm sorry if that surprised you. But I love you Felicity. You make me happier than I can ever remember being."

Felicity was shaking her head no, she was in denial so he placed his hands on her cheeks so she had to look at him. "Do you love me Felicity?"

Her eyes softened, "Of course I do Oliver. More than anything."

He smiled, "More than ice cream?"

"Well that is a stretch..." she teased.

He grew serious again. "Will you marry me?"

Felicity looked into the deep blue of his eyes, they were conveying every emotion he could not put into words and she stroked his cheek. She was still uncertain. She loved him so very much it made her heart ache. She could not imagine her life without him in it. She closed her eyes as the feelings he evoked inside of her collided and then she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Yes."

It was almost a whisper, so very soft he almost had to strain to hear it. But he knew what he had heard and a smile spread across his face.

"Yes?"

"Yes."

Oliver hugged her tight and she kissed his neck as he held her close. Then he pulled back and looked at her.

"I don't have a ring to give you today. But I promise you will have one by tomorrow."

She laughed, "No rush."

"Now that you have said yes, I want my ring on your finger showing everyone just who you are going to marry." They crawled into bed and he played with her ring finger.

"We don't have to let anyone know just yet. We could keep it as secret for awhile." She didn't want to do that. She wanted to shout it from the rooftops, but she wanted to make sure he was ready to announce it.

"Nope, now that you have said yes, I want everyone to know. We will call Quentin and your mother tomorrow." He kissed her temple as she snuggled into him.

They laid there just enjoying each others company and she looked up at him. "Are you nervous about Fight Night?"

Oliver shook his head, "Not really. In a lot of ways I am excited. Diggle has been showing me some new moves that I never thought I would be able to make. Oh and I did not get a chance to tell you but Lyla thinks I will be released from PT very soon."

She looked at him in surprised wonder, "No more physical therapy?"

"Nope. She said as soon as the doctor releases me I am done."

She grabbed his chin and kissed him soundly. "Well I guess we have a lot to be thankful for and celebrate."

He couldn't argue. They certainly did.

***

Felicity woke the next morning to Oliver pulling on his pants.

"Where are you going?" she asked, groaning.

He kissed her quickly. "I have some things to do."

She tried to grab his arm to pull him back into bed but he quickly side stepped and grinned. "Plus, you have work to do today."

She groaned again and buried her face in her pillow. "Don't remind me."

He pulled on his shirt kissed her one last time before he buttoned it. "I will see you later today. How about we do lunch?"