Oliver Queen is a billionaire former-playboy and he needs a girlfriend to bring to the family's mountain cabin for Christmas. So he asks Felicity Smoak, a woman he knows from his company. She's just a friend, but she's also the only friend he has who he can trust with the ruse. Complications arise when he realizes that maybe what he thought he wanted isn't what he wants at all. Mor

The progression of Oliver and Felicity's relationship, as seen through a variety of different kisses.

He was tired and lonely, and she was looking at him like she wanted to eat him up and dammit, it felt good. It didn't have to be a problem. He was a big boy now and she seemed like she had a good head on her shoulders. This could work, he promised himself. But then, why did that feel so much like lying?