It was late. Felicity was tired, and her feet hurt. Oliver had just walked the last couple out of the room and so she had taken an opportunity to sit down. She removed her heels and a sigh of relief parted her lips as she let her feet rest. She rubbed her foot as she looked around the now empty ball room. It seemed so much bigger now. She knew the house was incredible and she wanted to see more.
She grabbed her shoes and walked to the doors that lead to the front hallway. She wanted to see more of the house, so she wandered down the hall until she came to the sitting room. It was tastefully decorated with two sofas, a huge fireplace, a nice bay window that overlooked the front grounds and bookshelves along the back wall. She could picture a family sitting here drinking tea and kids playing on the floor and she walked over to look at the pictures that lined the mantle.
They were pictures of Oliver's family and she stopped and picked up one photo that caught her eye. It was of a young Oliver with his Mom and Dad. He was probably around 10 years old, and he was holding the hand of a little girl. Wow, she did not realize he had a sister. All the tabloids that published stories of him never mentioned a sister. His parents had retired and moved to Central City. She wondered if his sister either lived with them or was away at school.
She felt that familiar tingle down her spine and she turned to see Oliver standing in the doorway, leaning against the door frame just staring at her.
"Did I tell you that you looked beautiful tonight?" He stood and strolled over to her as she smiled.
"You have good taste. Which by the way, how did you get the ladies to have these two dresses waiting?"
Oliver leaned closer and whispered, "That is my secret."
She looked at the picture she still held in her hands and then looked at him, "You have a sister."
He took the frame and looked at it, sliding a finger along it with a loving touch.
"Where is she?"
"Her name is Thea. She is married and living in Baytown with her husband Roy. She moved there after she graduated from school. I don't get to see her much. Usually just on holidays."
Felicity saw the wistful expression on his face and she could tell he missed her. "You two were close?"
He nodded, "She was my baby sister. She used to follow me everywhere. When she went off to school we kind of lost touch."
Felicity placed a hand on his arm, "Maybe you should try to go see her."
He turned to her and smiled, "I will have to do that. So, are you liking what you see of the house so far?"
Felicity yawned and nodded, and Oliver chuckled. "Ok, sleepyhead. I think I need to get you home."
She looked at him confused, "I am not staying here tonight?"
"I think we have had enough fun for tonight. I want you to go home and get some rest." He took her hand and led her to the door. Felicity had to admit she was a little disappointed, however she did have to work tomorrow so she stopped to put her shoes on and then followed him to the front door.
"I am going to have my driver take you home."
Felicity glanced outside before she turned back to him, "I had a wonderful evening Mr. Queen."
Oliver pulled her close and kissed her passionately, his hand tangling in her hair. She moaned that sweet moan and he nipped her bottom lip before he released her. "Remember what I said Felicity. I want you available to me."
She gave him a shy smile and then said, "I will be waiting."
She turned and walked down to the car and the driver opened the back door and helped her inside. Oliver exchanged looks with the driver wanting to make sure she got home safely. He watched until the car disappeared down the drive and then slowly closed the door.
YOU ARE READING
Red Room
FanfictionFelicity Smoak is a journalist who interviews CEO Oliver Queen. Their connection is immediate and Felicity soon finds that Oliver has certain tastes in the bedroom. She also finds that the more she is with him the more their tastes align.