hello so my friend had a baby and really it has no bearing on this story i just want people to know
don't own suits...sadly
Mike lets out a low whistle as I get to my cubicle "Looks like someone got laid this weekend."
"You can tell that by me wearing a dress?" I look down at my black boat cut knee length dress yeah I'm not in my normal black suit but is it that obvious, "what if I'm meeting a client?" I
"I can tell that by the flowers on your desk." He points over a bouquet of various flowers hidden slightly by my computer monitor "There's no card on them so who's the lucky guy?"
I place my stuff on my desk and smell the flowers "That's none of your concern." Sitting in my chair I try to think of the most subtle way to change the topic.
"Oh come on I tell you about Jenny!" Mike whines and leans across the table to get closer to me, "I promise I won't tell anyone." His eyes are big and watery and I can't help but smile.
"Hmm," I tap my finger to my lips pretending to think about it. "Nope, still not going to tell you." I turn to my computer and begin to type
"Oh I bet it's someone from the office so you won't tell me." Mike leans back and I try not to lift my head maybe I should tell the truth.
"Yes, I totally screwed someone from the office," I look at Mike dead in the eye and hope he doesn't catch the lie "even though Pearson-Hardman has a strict policy against it I'm sure it doesn't matter when the woman's name is part of the company."
Mike looks at me stunned for a second before bursting into laughter, "oh you had me for a second there." I join in Mike's laughter shaking my head, I love this kid.
"What's so funny you too?" both of us immediately stop laughing at the sound of Louis's voice. "Oh I really don't care."
"Ebscot Patten" I hold out the piece of paper, not wanting Louis to squash both of our good moods.
"You've been working here about four months now Carlson, isn't that right." He takes the paper from me but doesn't leave, I slowly nod my head. "Well its Pearson-Hardman tradition that every associate throws a dinner."
"Like at my house?" I already don't like the sound of this. "I don't cook Louis, unless I'm hungover and want pancakes."
I can hear Mike let out a little snort but Louis is glaring right at me. "ah no, book a restaurant, I'm sure even you can manage that."
"Sure thing Mr. Litt." I sit and wait looking at Louis before he sends me one last glare and walks off. "What the FUCK is an associate dinner."
"Something you're going to hate," I look at Mike who is trying his best not to laugh, "oh the bright side he didn't give you a list of his fake allergies."
"I'm getting coffee." I get up and start walking towards the elevator.
"The associates have a different break room." Harvey leans against the counter as I mix some sugar into my coffee.
"But this break room has the best coffee." I look at Harvey who is blatantly staring down my top; I take a sip of my coffee and wait a few more seconds. "You know for someone that's seen a mass amount of women naked you think you'd be less impressed by a push up bra."
"You only think I'm looking down you're top because I'm taller then you." He has a point even in my black four inch heels he still has a good six inches on me not that I believe him. "You look beautiful today by the way."
I smile, I always did like being called beautiful over sexy. "Thank you," I say feeling the warmth in my cheeks, "and thanks for the flower too."
"Well thank you for dinner Friday, I still don't know how you managed to grab the check." I let out a little giggle taking another sip of my coffee now that its cooled a bit "So how about I take you out this time," I look over at Harvey, not sure how to proceed "you're going to say no again aren't you?"
"It's not that I don't like you, and it's not the whole this strictly platonic thing either." Harvey nods waiting for my explanation, "it's just that we work together and things always get, Miss Pearson how are you?"
Harvey straightens slightly at the mention of the name before turning to look at Jessica, "Jessica, what do we owe this pleasure."
"You're client Katherine Donovan is being sued Chloe," she nods a greeting at Harvey but is look directly at me, "I want this case to be you're main priority, I sent the Lawyer to Harvey's office meet him there will you."
I got to respond but Harvey cuts me off, "Why is he in my office now?"
"Because you're going to be supervising Miss Carlson, I want a win out of this case." I roll my eyes at Jessica, it's not like I've never gone to trial before. "I don't want to hear it Chloe you dealt with criminals you're still learning contract law."
"I'm not babysitting her." I wipe my head over to Harvey what did he just say.
"I don't want to hear it from either of you, now go win this case." She walks out of the room before either of us has time to respond.
"Complicated, things get complicated." I fix a glare at Harvey, "And don't think I'm letting that babysitting comment go." I walk out of the room in a huff with him close behind me it's not until I get to his office and Donna do I stop "He's the Lawyer, he's the fucking lawyer."
"Who is the" Harvey stops midsentence looking through the glass doors, "I thought I told you to get out of my city." He walks past both of Donna and me into the office causing the man standing looking at the window to turn around.
"Guess I'm not the only one that hates Travis Tanner."
"Oh gossip spill." Donna laces both hands together placing her head on top of them, I look at her untrusting, I fully blame her for my date with her boss.
"I was his slave all through law school."
"Oh now Chloe honey, if you were my slave I would have had you wear more things like that wonderful little dress that you're in now." A shiver runs up my spine before I turn around painting a smile on my face, his eyes are roaming my body and Harvey doesn't look to please. "Don't worry about leaving me though I got a new paralegal, better at research but doesn't have your legs."
"Yeah when I made the pro and con list about working at Whitfield Cady or becoming a prostitute I didn't know I was going to be working for Beelzebub." I toss the comment to Donna before walking into the office, "I should have become a prostitute, it's a decision I regret every day." I mutter the quote to Harvey as I start to unbutton his suit jacket.
"Are you practicing for that now?" Harvey whispers back as I slide his jacket off his confused body before putting it on.
I button the jacket smiling at Harvey who is standing staring at me in now wearing only his shirt vest and suit pants. "What you wouldn't have given it to me if I asked."
"Always was the assertive type." Tanner comes in the room smiling at the two of us, "I remember this during this one sexual harassment case I was working on, the client grabbed her ass and she put him in this crazy hand lock and told him to settle." He takes a seat in front of Harvey's desk and starts to pull out some documents. "A paralegal ordering a fortune five hundred owner, that was a very hot sight to see."
"Just serve us the paperwork and let me go home a shower."
Tanner takes out a very thick file folder holding it to me, "what you don't want to go catch up over a beer and the red sox game? I grit my teeth but take hold of the folder, "it'd be just like old times."
Harvey puts a hand on my shoulder and I let out a breath, to calm myself down "I'm a Yankee's fan now."
"Too bad, we had some fun times." Tanner releases the file before walking out.
"You we're a Red Sox fan?" I look at Harvey out of the whole exchange that's what he decides is important!
"You're a Yankees fan?" he raises and eyebrow and points over to his signed baseballs. "It's a good thing I'm against office relationships, I can't be sleeping with a Yankee's fan."
"You're a Red Sox fan." He's still on that.
"Yes, I like the Red Sox."
"You're a Red Sox fan." I take a deep breath and walk out of the office holding the file.
"When Harvey gets over the fact that I'm a fan of the Red Sox you can send him to my cubical." I say to Donna as I leave.
"You're a Red Sox Fan?" Donna asks confused I throw my hands up in frustration before walking to the elevator.