Felicity had let the first kiss go, the drunken one she was still marinating in, and then there was the motel room close call. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t have sex with her that was the problem, it was the damn back and forth.

“We shouldn’t be using each other, Felicity.” Levi sighed.

“Be more specific Levi, because as I recall it, you’re the one using me.”

“But am I really using you?”

“Are ...