Warning: No het can be found here

Notes: Still 2nd POV - Wes.

Notes2: Pretend like it's July - sorry, I didn't want to wait two days.

Notes3: I'm proud (and kinda depressed) that I own the crossover section for Common Law Suits (y'know, like law suits that are common? Does that even work?)

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Chapter 4: Christmas in July

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You stopped in front of 9199 Thrasher Avenue.

Travis gave a low whistle as everyone got out of the SUV.

"Who lives here?" you asked as you looked at your dads.

"You do, son," Mike grinned as he tossed you the keys.

You barely caught them.

"You didn't—"

"Merry Christmas," Harvey grinned as he took in the house ((mansion)) that sat before him.

"It's July," you said automatically.

Harvey just shrugged and slung an arm around Mike's shoulders and heading towards the door.

"It's already fully furnished," Mike said, tugging lightly at your arm and pulling you forward.

"It's really more for us, than it is for you," Harvey said. "No child of mine is going to live in a hotel forever. Well, not unless he owned it – but we both know that there's no hope for that as long as you're working as a detective."

"Your father just doesn't want to be living in squalor when we come to visit."

"I don't live in squalor," was the best you could come up with.

"Not anymore," you raised your eyebrows at the triumphant grin on Harvey's face.

"People are going to think that you're taking bribes," Travis said, clapping you on the back.

Suddenly you stopped and turned to Travis.

"They're going to think we're taking bribes," you brushed a hand over Travis' arm. "Travis, how about they think that we are taking bribes?"

Travis stared, glanced at the mansion, and then back to you.

Your moment was interrupted when Harvey rolled his eyes and said,

"That's the worst move-in proposal I've ever heard."

Mike slapped Harvey's stomach, shushing him and pulling him into the house – leaving the two of you alone outside.

"You're serious?" Travis asked, taking a hesitant step forward.

You nodded and pulled him down for a kiss that would've lasted longer if Harvey hadn't darted out of the house and grabbed Travis by the collar.

"No," was all he said, glaring down at the younger man in his grasp.

You would've been mad if only the absolute terror in Travis' eyes hadn't been so funny. You were truly Harvey Specter's son.

So you laughed and pulled Travis away from your father and the two of you went into your new home.

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Notes4: Kat1132 - you now know that Harvey and Mike were the ones who purchased that house :)

End chapter 4.