To Dance with a Prince

Untitled Part 6

Felicity woke early the next morning and her stomach was already in knots. Today she was going to the polo match with Oliver and everyone who was anyone would be there. She glanced over at the outfit she had picked out with Sara and Nyssa's help and almost second guessed it. But she was not going to do that today. It was the perfect outfit. She got up and showered, needing to run some errands before Oliver picked her up at 2:00 p.m. She quickly dressed and before she knew it her morning was going and it was time to get ready for the match.

Felicity did her make-up and tried her hair in two different styles. She finally settled on letting her hair fall to her shoulders in waves and putting in her contacts she started to dress. The dress she had chosen had always been one of her favorites and when she put her shoes on and looked in the mirror, she was happy with what she saw. Her legs were toned and showed to perfection by the white dress and gold toned shoes.

She walked into the living room and texted Sara and Nyssa that she would be leaving soon. They had been bugging her all morning and were almost as excited as she was about her date today. I mean I guess it was a date, right? He was going to be playing in the tournament today so she wasn't sure just how much time they would get to spend together, but she was looking forward to seeing him play. Polo had always been a favorite sport of hers and when she moved to London, she had hoped that one day she would get to attend a game.

Felicity heard a knock at the door and she opened it to see Oliver standing there in a suit looking so ridiculously handsome that her jaw dropped.

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Oliver stood on Felicity's porch, rubbing his palms down his suit pants in nervousness before he finally got up the nerve to knock. He had been excited about seeing her all day and now that the time was here, his heart was racing and when she opened the door his eyes locked on her and he could not look away. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Thankfully she spoke first because Oliver knew right then and there, he would not have been able to say a word.

"Oliver. Hi." Her voice sounded slightly raised and as she stood back to let him in, she swallowed nervously.

Oliver stepped in and he could not help himself, he leaned down and kissed her. He pulled her close and feeling her soft body against his fully for the first time, made Oliver's blood heat. He felt her arms go up around his neck and when she opened to him, he deepened the kiss. That soft little moan that he loved so much escaped her lips and he pulled back. They stared at each other for a moment, neither one knowing what to say before Oliver finally cleared his throat and spoke.

"You look stunning Felicity." He croaked out, his voice slightly husky from their kiss.

Felicity felt that husky tone down to her toes and she smiled softly, "So do you. I mean you look handsome."

Oliver grinned. "Are you ready to go?"

Felicity nodded and grabbed her purse and hat and followed him out and down to the car. Slade smiled at her when they approached and he opened the back door as if he was the most experienced chauffeur. They climbed into the back seat and Felicity smiled when Oliver too her hand in his as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"So, is there anything I need to know about today?" Felicity said, turning to face him.

"I should probably warn you that it has been a long time since I have been seen out in public with a woman so the media and paparazzi are probably going to be swarming. I have asked Slade to stay by your side and he will keep them from bothering you. We will need to have some pictures taken when we get there though." Oliver looked at Felicity with a nervous squeeze of her hand and she smiled and placed her hand over his, pulling it to her lap.