[A/N: So I had a new idea for a story series…the 7 Deadly Sins of Harvey and Jessica's relationship. They are very flawed people so it's kind of appropriate. It will cover Envy, Greed, Pride, Wrath, Lust, Gluttony, Sloth. This one will be a series of unrelated snapshots, some inspired by the show's storylines and others completely AU. We'll see where the imagination takes me but I am going to have some fun with these hopefully push some boundaries with Jarvey. Chapter: Envy is set in late Season 3. Reads and Reviews are so very much appreciated. Enjoy!]

En·vy

noun

1. a feeling of discontented or resentful longing aroused by someone else's possessions, qualities, or luck.

synonyms: jealousy, covetousness;

If he didn't know better Harvey could have sworn…Jessica was jealous.

Jessica was a sneaky negotiator. He couldn't help but notice her sly tactics to get more information than he was willing to divulge, slinging three quick questions in a very strategic order, the last being a question of his love for Scottie. Jessica said them so fast that if he weren't paying attention he may have missed that rapid nervousness in her voice.

Why did she care?

As far as Harvey was concerned, all Jessica should have been concerned with his request to hire Scottie was what her potential billable forecasts could be and her start date.

Instead, he had discovered a mighty tell. Jessica's strategy failed her.

Harvey noticed her resistance on the little merit that she held in the palm of her hand, questioning him as hard as she did in regards to Scottie. He also saw the nervous tick when she sat back in her seat, shifting uncomfortably as she uttered her insincere wishes of finding happiness with Scottie when he told her he wanted a relationship with Scottie.

Harvey was amused.

All he could do at that moment was add a snide "Thanks, I'll pretend you meant that." He definitely didn't expect that reaction to his confession.

Over the next few weeks Harvey observed Jessica more closely. He observed the things she said, the way she moved, and the actions she took. Harvey noticed Jessica's clothing became more overt; the cuts a little more sexy and revealing. The way she filled out her skirts was no coincidence. Her perfume was a little stronger, and her makeup a little more sultry. Jessica even started wearing her hair differently too. And while Harvey noticed the changes in her style, he also saw a shift in her behavior when Scottie was in the room. Jessica stood a little taller, her walk was positively more powerful, almost like she was trying to assert that she was a woman and Scottie was just a girl. The switch of her hips was not a coincidental afterthought.

Harvey then thought back to a conversation he had with Scottie, the night after Tanner's brutal deposition, and a comment she dropped about Jessica. Harvey and Scottie agreed not to talk about the deposition because they had said everything they needed to in his office, but Scottie passively mentioned Jessica warned her how bad Tanner could be, to which Harvey asked "You talked to Jessica?"

"Yeah, she was kind enough to warn me before the depo, and I feel kind of bad because I was so short with her. She tried to warn me about how crazy depos can get with him. She told me what led you to punching him in the face and what he said that made you snap."

"Oh yeah?"

"Did Tanner really suggest you wanted to bang her, in front of her?"

"She told you that!?" Harvey choked out. He couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah, she seemed kind of proud, like you were protecting her."

Harvey just chuckled, this was getting better and better. The pride Scottie observed in Jessica was not the suggestion of protection. Harvey could just see the look Jessica would have given Scottie…he knew what it was, it was Jessica asserting her Alpha femaleness. This was classic passive aggressive Jessica.

"I don't think Jessica likes me very much. I guess I didn't help my case being a little condescending. I was kind of a bitch to her today." As Scottie talked her insecurity out loud, Harvey's face contorted to smugness, but he didn't say very much. He had other ideas why Jessica was being a bitch, and he was very turned on at the thought.

"How can you tell?" the small smirk still on his lips at his amusement with the conversation and his last thought. Harvey's ego was swelling by the second.

"She just gave me this look you know when she told me what Tanner said to set you off…like I was in over my head."

And then there was also that look in Jessica's eyes. A twinkle of overcompensation and it always seem to come with this coy and sly smirk on her luscious damn lips. He wasn't imagining it …even Scottie had seen it. Harvey busied himself with uncorking the wine in his hand and just filed the comment away in the back of his mind.

He kind of loved the idea of a jealous Jessica It was a little endearing, and very sexy. But Harvey couldn't figure out why?

Was it because she just fought off another threat to her firm with Darby so she was being extra careful?

Was it that she was afraid of someone else taking her place?

Was it that she had to contend with more change?

Was she behaving so territorial because she was threatened by his relationship with Scottie and she was just trying to protect her partner like a lion protecting the heard from an external threat?

Surely, it couldn't be about him, could it?

Harvey decided to have a little fun with Jessica then next time he could get her in a room alone. He was too intrigued to let this go. It was like a cat finally finding the mouse hole and catching a mouse on its way in. His pride swelled a little bit, never feeling this confident around Jessica in their years of knowing one another.

It was late evening at the office on a Friday. The staff had all but dissipated from the main floor of the firm and Harvey knew Jessica would still be plugging away at her desk, it was only ten…it was still early for her.

It had been a hard couple of weeks. Harvey had ended his relationship with Scottie, upon Scottie's request to be released from her non-compete, his cases loads were kicking his ass (even though he never admitted it out loud), and decompressing from things flying at him left, right and center in recent weeks was taking its toll on him. He needed a release and a little fun. He decided to go gets his kicks and play a little bit, hoping Jessica was game.

Harvey made his way to Jessica's office with two tumblers and his decanter of McCallen twenty-something pretentious stopping at her doorway, leaning on the doorframe, with his sleeves rolled up, dress shirt unbuttoned, cool and collected.

"Drink?"

Jessica looked up at him, sweeping her long lashes and batting her eyes unconsciously. Harvey could see the move from far away. Classic.

"What are we drinking to?" That million-watt smile lit up the dimness in her office. Harvey loved having that effect on her.

Harvey strolled in as he offered, "Your newly acquired skills."

"Which would be...? I'm so gifted you have to be more specific." Jessica shuffled her folders and straightened out her desk as she conversed.

"Well there are a few skills that have topped my list as of late." Harvey began pouring the deep amber liquid with all the finesse and swagger of a classic movie star in front of Jessica's desk across from her seated form.

"Oh, there's a list. Can I see it?" Jessica offered humorously, intrigued with the topic of conversation.

"It's all up here." Harvey let a coy smile reach his lips as he pointed to his head. He loved these moments between them. He loved playing in the sandbox with her, when things were light but nonetheless loaded.

"Ahhh…" Jessica played along.

"Which one do you want to toast to first? You have the choice of three." Harvey tipped his glass to her and waited for Jessica to lead the conversation as he knew he would be the one to steer it anyway.

"Let's start with number three." Jessica stood lifted her glass, not quite meeting his tumbler.

"Ok, here's to your gift in being able to tell the future. Bottoms up." Harvey clinked his glass against hers and quickly sipped.

Jessica just watched him for a moment before bringing hers to her lips. She compassionately shook her head, eyes averted to her glass desk, and offered "I'm sorry Harvey, I wish I was wrong with how things turned out with Scottie"

"Don't bullshit a bullshitter Jessica." Harvey's abrupt call-out was not what Jessica expected. She was sure he came in to commiserate and get her perspective or at least some reassurance of normalcy.

"Excuse me?"

"C'mon Jessica…you are not sorry. You " Harvey emphasized, "are anything but." Harvey brought the glass to his lips.

"You think I take joy in seeing you hurt?" She moved from her place and came around her desk

"No, I would never think that. You care about me… of that I am certain." Harvey asserted.

"So what is it that I am enjoying exactly?" Jessica asked as she perched herself beside Harvey's standing form, eyebrow arched in that arrogant elegance. The closer she came that perfume became more intoxicating to Harvey.

"Now this is just my observation, so don't get mad…"

"Oh this should be good." Jessica sarcastically quipped, a little playfulness coming back to her voice as she took a swig of her whiskey.

"I think you are enjoying that Scottie is out of the picture and you don't have to share anymore."

Jessica laughed out loud right in Harvey's face, and he responded with a condescending smirk reflected in his glass.

"Share? Harvey I am not five and this isn't kindergarten. I don't share…I take."

"Well then I guess it was just a matter of time. Good thing Scottie left or we would have had a major violation of section C-151.3 of bi-laws, you know sexual harassment in the workplace…"

"What are you implying exactly? Find your words Harvey" pushing him, challenging him to see if her had the balls to continue the path he was heading down.

"You know exactly what I am implying."

"You think I am jealous?"

"No. Of course not…" Harvey sarcastically agreed "not now…but you were. "

"This is cute Harvey. How about we toast to how cute you are being?"

"My kind of toast." Harvey's boastfulness was kind of endearing, but Jessica would never say it out loud. She instead let a genuine smile tug at her lips of this little game he was playing.

"Here's to my arrogant pain in the ass partner, who's ego is…"

"…painfully adorable…"

"I was going to say exhausting…"

"Not tenacious…"

"Definitely not tenacious. That would imply that ego is a positive element in my day to day, when it in actuality its a pain in my ass and the cause of most of my migraines. Shall we move on to number two on your list?"

"Well we kind of covered number two." Harvey nonchalantly offered, refilling his glass.

"Which was?"

"Here's to how jealousy is actually quite endearing on you. It's sexy." He growled, in such a way as if he was telling Jessica a secret, as he tipped his glass toward her.

"Are you running a play and trying to close me?"

"If I were, and I'm not saying that I am, you wouldn't be questioning it. You would know."

"You are a ridiculous human being, you know that?" Jessica stated dryly, her face losing all humor, annoyed. It caused Harvey to chuckle truly amused. He loved when Jessica's inner bitch came out. The attitude was on point on all facets. "What the hell was I thinking talking to you fifteen years ago in the mailroom? I had no business going down there." Jessica continued, talking out loud more than directly to Harvey as she sipped her drink, reflecting on her last statement.

Harvey continued laughing and said, "Oh please, you were hooked the moment I opened my mouth."

"Objection. Speculative." Jessica looked back to him, her face straight as an arrow.

"Overruled."

"On what grounds?" She challenged.

"The power of my adorability. No judge will ever allow it."

"You're an idiot!" The more Jessica sat with what Harvey implied, and how he had the upper hand in their playful sparing, the more it irked her. "What the hell makes you think I was jealous of you and Scottie!?"

It was kind of fun verbally sparing as it had been a while, but Jessica was worried with the Pandora's box that she just opened asking the question. She instantly regretted it, but it bothered her that Harvey was even able to read that from her…even if it was a little but true. That's what pissed her off most about Harvey's statement.

"There are a couple of factors, but the specifics are not important, They are merely just one man's observations."

"I am not the jealous type." Jessica protested, slightly defensive.

"No? What would you call it?"

"Nothing. Because I have no idea what you are talking about!" When in doubt, deny, deny, deny, especially considering Harvey wasn't offering any evidence. Jessica changed the subject, "What's skill number one on the list?"

Harvey stood directly in front of Jessica's perched form. He let his penetrating gaze fall to her long legs, sweeping slowly from her shoes to her face, lingering at the exact right moments and in the right places.

His baritone voice simply stated, "Your skirt."

Their eyes were locked on one another and Jessica felt a small flip in her tummy.

"That's not a skill." She challenged evenly, her eyes never leaving his stare.

There was a considerable shift in tension in the room.

She refused to give into this. She may have been jealous…slightly…at Harvey's relationship with Scottie, but she would not be rattled by this ambush.

Harvey took the last swig of his whiskey skillfully and placed the glass strategically on Jessica's desk right beside her hip. In turn he took one step closer to her body and offered a response to her challenge, "It is how you wear it…especially lately around me."

"Harvey…" Jessica said in a suggestive and vampy way as she stood to her feet. Harvey couldn't help but note it was similar to the way she would say his name as a fair warning, a chill ran down his spine as she came close to him. This was getting dangerous.

Her chest brushed against his torso ever so slightly, as she strategically leaned in. Her womanly curves filled the negative space between them in charged way. Jessica eyed Harvey's lips, noticing each twitch as she said "Did you think that I was trying to seduce you and steal you away from Scottie because I was jealous?"

"Maybe." Harvey swallowed noticeably hard.

"Hmmmm..." The velvetiness of Jessica's voice edging on a seductive note, stirred something in Harvey. "I can assure you if I wanted you, I wouldn't have to result to stealing you. I would just leave you with one thought-provoking question and you could make the decision. You're a big boy."

"Which is?"

"If I move this way in my skirt, imagine how I would move coming out of it?"

Standing so close to Harvey, Jessica could have sworn she felt his breath hitch in his throat at her last query.

"Are you blushing Harvey?" Jessica batted her eyes innocently.

"No." His bravado was gone.

"Good, because as much fun as it has been playing in the sandbox with you…I've got to go. I have date!" Jessica sing-songed as she rounded her desk and grabbed her purse.

"Bull-Shit!" Harvey couldn't believe it.

"Oh it's not bullshit…it's the reason why the skirt has been acting in its own volition. Sorry if you misinterpreted what it was trying to say." Jessica cleverly offered, excited in getting one over on Harvey, yet again.

It definitely put her in a good mood for her date with one Jeff Malone, who she had started to casually see in the last few weeks. Jeff was a great distraction, and an immortal fuck. Clearly the good sex was obvious to those around her. Was she that transparent in that Harvey thought her lighter mood and pep in her step was directed at him? She made mental note, she had to hone it in a bit. Clearly her essences as of late lead to dangerous territory.

Jessica rounded her desk and breezed by Harvey with a flirtatious look as she headed toward the door, those lashes still batting at him as they did when he first walked in.

"Oh and Harvey, stop chasing skirt…focus on your work. It will be good for you! Get your mind of things…" Jessica added insult to injury flashing Harvey that killer smile as she flipped her hair and walked herself to the elevators.

Harvey watched her retreating form, her hips switching in her classic way…the power walk she had mastered. Harvey finished his drink as his eyes stayed glued on the minimal view he had of the back of her at the lobby. Harvey snickered as he saw Jessica make her way into the elevator, off to her "date".

"Minx."

…And then it hit him. He abruptly stopped as he came to the realization, some guy was all up in Jessica's business and a pang hit him as fast a a flash of lightening… He was jealous.

"Goddamn it!"