Gothamite Star City (Oliver/E)
"Mmm, and what would your girl friday think?" she asked, looking at him, running her fingers through his short hair. She tilted her head, leaning in and pressing her lips against his, marking her claim on him as she thought of Felicity, the urge to murdering the girl rising, flooding her veins. Jealousy had always been a downfall of the Nigma's.