HI Folks! Nearing the end of this epic soon. However in the meantime we need to have some fluff as Donna and Harvey prepare for their second wedding: Destination Tuscany. Personally, never been there, but fell in love with it from a movie with Diane Lane. Please R&R. Thank you to all who are reading my fics and liking them. Love - Carebearmaxi

Little One

Chapter 27

"You look beautiful, Donna," Rachel said as Donna twirled in her ivory colored wedding gown. Donna had chosen the gown almost after her first wedding to Harvey. She had chosen it before she had discovered that she was pregnant, so Donna was kind of dreading what the gown would look like on her body after the babies came.

"My boobs aren't sagging too low, are they?" Donna asked as she put her two hands under her large boobs to give them a little lift. The dress was lace around the neck, down the bodice and sleeves. The skirt was silk and was slightly form fitting with a flair at the bottom. The neckline itself was high in the back and then scooped like a sweetheart neckline ending in a low décolletage.

"Donna, put your boobs down," Rachel laughed. "Look at how small your waist is! No one is going to believe you gave birth to twins just this past May!

"They will if my boobs decide to leak at the wrong time."

Rachel laughed and sat down on the bed. The three-and-a-half-month old twins were taking their afternoon nap in their cribs and baby James a month older than the twins was asleep in his baby seat. Rachel looked over at him and not for the first time saw what a combination of both she and Mike baby James was. James was beginning to have a little dark tone to his skin, but he had the biggest blue eyes and light brown hair. She was happy to see that they had not woken him with their loud laughter.

Rachel went across the room to the bathroom where Donna's newly arrived veil hung on the door.

"This is so beautiful. You will look virginal and fit perfectly with the church," Rachel said breathlessly as she handed Donna the one long piece of ivory lace and helped place it on the top of Donna's head. The veil cascaded down her shoulders to her hands and then contributed to the train of the gown as lace cascaded down the back of the gown.

Donna moved her head this way and that and thought how she would wear her hair.

"What do you think under the veil, Rache?"

"What? Your hair?"

"Yes, should I wear it down like I normally do or curl it or upsweep it?"

Rachel looked at her best friend in the mirror and chewed her lip for a moment. Then she had a brilliant idea.

"I know. Curl it in tendrils. Upsweep the back leaving two long tendrils in the front. It will be beautiful. It will also show off those crystal earrings that you're borrowing from me."

Donna bit her own lip and thought about it. She removed the veil and demonstrated what she thought Rachel had said.

"I agree. Curled and upswept," Donna said releasing her beautiful red hair, so it fell once again on her shoulders. "Thanks, Rache."

"What are Matrons of Honor for?" Rachel said with a smile.

Donna placed a look of doubt on her face as she stared again in the full length mirror of herself. She focused on the bump that now appeared in her silhouette. She had always had a little one, but now it was more pronounced since carrying two babies.

"I know Harvey never says anything different about my body. He's bound to notice, though."

Donna twirled again and bit her lip.

Rachel had moved away from Donna and sat on the bed paging through a magazine, but she looked up when she heard Donna's words. It was odd for Donna not to think she was awesome in either beauty or brains. It was odd for Donna to sound insecure.

"Donna, does Harvey mention to you about retaining some baby weight because I will hit him over the head myself if he ever does."

"No. Harvey isn't like that. I don't know why I'm worrying," Donna said rolling her eyes which started them laughing all over again. Donna had opened a bottle of non-alcoholic champagne. So, they clinked glasses while Donna sat in her gown and was amazed at how perfectly it fit.

"But I don't want to stop looking sexy and beautiful for him. That's why as soon as I could I used the gym you recommended to me. The one with the nursery. So, on the days, I go to the office I also take a side trip with the twins to the gym. I am currently enrolled in the yoga class for new mommies and a Pilates class for new mommies."

"What about the one where you exercise with your baby? I enrolled in that one. It starts next week."

"Think, Rache. How would I do that when I have two babies?" Donna asked giving her best friend a side look like she was whispering a rumor to her.

"Is Charlotte still in town?"

"You know, I'm not sure. I haven't heard from her since right after the twins were born. Mom was saying she and Mitchell were trying to have a baby. I haven't heard, so I am assuming she's either pregnant and wants to surprise us in a few months or she and Mitchell are fully concentrating on making a baby."

"You think Charlotte would go to a baby and me class?"

"Sure. She would love to get her hands on either Lily or Mimi. Plus, I'm sure with a new husband a few years younger than she she'll want to stay in shape."

Donna took another sip of her champagne and began to speak about her sister once again.

"Perhaps. Keeping a man captivated was never her problem with her husbands. They all would do anything for her because she had numbed them into submission," Donna said taking another swig and playing with the ivory lace at her waist.

"You dated Mitchell for six months. Is he the type of guy who will let his wife walk all over him?"

Donna sat holding her flute to her mouth with a pensive look.

"I wouldn't think so based on the six months I dated him and then refused his proposal to live together."

"Think, Donna. That was a little different. He knew there was someone else in your heart. Let's face it. You and Harvey have always been transparent in the way you care for each other. I, for one, think it's beautiful. It was the best thing for Harvey."

Both smiled and laughed at that remark as they remembered so much of the angst of the past. They both giggled and clinked their glasses.

"I'll drink to that," Donna said smiling and lay back on her bed. She held the faux champagne on her somewhat flat stomach.

"Let me move this so you don't spill it there, new mama. Wouldn't want you to prematurely spill on your gown."

"I thought you were going to say prematurely ejaculate," Donna busted out into full blown laughter.

"Donna! I guess I know where your brain was heading," Rachel said. She sat the flutes on the floor and lay back and joined Donna on the bed.

Donna suddenly said as she lay there looking at the ceiling.

"I think I'm going to have to get my mother back here. She needs to sew some cups into the bodice of this gown. My boobs are touching my stomach even when I sit like I have a rod shoved up my ass." Donna slipped her hands under her enlarged breasts.

Donna lay there peaceful. She wanted another sip of her drink. Unable to keep it to herself any longer, she mentioned she and Harvey's first date night since the babies had arrived.

"It was about a month ago, now. It was like nothing had changed. We had a wonderful dinner. Good conversation and I got to know a little bit more about your firm. Then we had sex in my car like two teenagers."

"Donna!" Rachel exclaimed, sitting up, coughing a bit.

"I know! I can't stop thinking about it. I'm sorry if it embarrassed you."

"So, if that was a month ago, is it still going well?"

Donna decided to sit up. She slouched somewhat and sighed.

"To tell you the truth, we're both so tired we kind of just fall into bed. The spirit is always willing, but the flesh is very weak."

"You need to do those date nights more often. The twins still getting up for a middle of the night feeding?"

"Sometimes. I usually can anticipate when that will happen by how they take their evening feeding. Both Harvey and I feed them. He with a bottle of course. Me with my sore breasts. Neither one of them like the bottle too much although I have noticed that Harvey can keep the attention of any female and apparently at any age."

"They are his daughters."

"They are both going to be daddy's girls," Donna said squinting her eyes and looking as if she could see the future

"I know Harvey misses working with you at the firm. He does support your new venture, though. He is always bragging to everyone how it has taken off so spectacularly. I think he feels he is your salesman," Rachel said laughing and picking up her champagne.

Donna laughed and swayed back and forth.

"Yes, it is so great. Tiring but great! I take the girls with me if I go into the office and if not I get everyone on a Video Meeting and go over the reports and get progress and I was able to hire one designer. She's great."

"I assume your husband put in her contract a No Compete Clause?"

"No, I specifically told him that Claudia's designs belong to her."

"So, I am sure he argued that she could then market them on her own or through some other distribution house?"

"Yes, he did. To be fair, though, I didn't want her to feel obligated to stay if she got a better offer someplace else."

"Harvey allowed you to agree to this?"

"Allow me? It was my idea for the reasons I just explained and in this I am his client," Donna said taking another sip of her drink.

"Didn't you say one time to Mike that if there is a conflict between client and attorney that it is usually the client that isn't right?"

"Yes, but this is different. This is me and the attorney is my husband. We discussed it and he supported my reasons. He also said that later if her designs really did take off then she could have an exclusivity contract."

"That was the compromise then," Rachel said.

"Yep. Harvey got all into it. I think he thought he was negotiating one of his athletes' contracts."

Rachel looked at Donna and stroked her arm.

"You are really happy, aren't you?" Rachel asked quietly.

"Yes, Rache. I am," Donna responded.

Then in a humorous tone, Donna rose from the bed, "Ok, help me get out of this monstrosity, so we can see how yours looks."

Simultaneously on this rather dreary and warm August 1 morning, Harvey with his groomsmen: Mike (Best man); Marcus (Best brother); and Louis (Quasi-best friend) all ventured into the men's store for the fitting and selection of their tuxes for the wedding.

As the associate stood there with a tape measure, Harvey suggested he should be the last to be measured as he was still examining the style that Donna had chosen for the wedding party about a month before. The colors of their wedding were essentially burgundy and silver, but then she had thrown in navy blue as well. Louis had told him that Lucy's gown was navy blue and that her father's tuxedo will be black as theirs will be, but his tie, vest, and cummerbund would be navy blue as well.

"How do you know, Louis?" Harvey asked as he continued to look at the straight style of black tux that Donna chose. The one cool thing that Harvey liked was that they had bow ties and the handkerchief pocket had a silk strip of material on top matching the vest.

"Because she asked me, Harvey. Can you watch it with that tape measure?" Louis complained to the associate as the man got a little too close to his genitals measuring the inseam. He hated being fitted. He took the trip out here without his own wife and daughter. Sheila was preparing for the new school year at Columbia, so he knew it would be hard for her to get away. Luckily Lucy's gown was shipped directly to her and it fit so prettily. Lucy had long dark hair like Louis' sister. To him and to Sheila she looked like a miniature of Esther Litt. Esther was a beautiful woman, so Louis had not minded when Sheila had said that of their daughter.

"Since when did my wife consult you on our tuxedos?"

"Since she wanted to surprise you, Harvey," Louis explained as he came off the raised step in front of the three way mirror.

As he descended Marcus stepped up to the mirror. Like Louis, he also was traveling without his wife and family. They were saving money so they could all go to Tuscany in October for the wedding.

"What do you think guys?" Harvey asked. He was not sure of it. He trusted Donna like no man had ever trusted a woman's opinion. However, Harvey had always been fastidious and very aware of how he dressed and how attractive he was.

Marcus stepped down from the mirror and said, "Let's just see what happens when we put them on."

Mike went up next and was quickly measured. He came down and put his arm around Harvey.

"Ok, buddy, it's your turn. Get your married ass up there!" Mike smiled and Harvey smirked.

Harvey turned around and said, "You know if you had asked me ten years ago where I thought I would be married with twins in Seattle getting fitted for my second wedding to the same woman I would have thought you all were nuts."

"Just get up there," Mike said clapping Harvey on the back.

Harvey smiled and stepped up to the three way mirror and looked at himself. He had made a promise to Donna when he was home on paternity leave.

"Don't shave your beard on the weekends when you go back to work," Donna had said as she stroked his cheek. They were sitting up in bed both taking a moment for talk together anticipating the next round of feedings.

"Will you stop loving me if I don't?" Harvey asked playfully scooting closer to Donna and laying his arm across her thighs.

"No…I just think how sexy you are with one." Donna kissed him on his nose. He rubbed his nose closer to hers.

"Well, what will you do for me?"

"Didn't I just do it? I gave birth to twins," Donna said quietly and stroked the back of his head loving the playfulness.

"How about you take off your nightgown for me?" Harvey said kissing her deeply.

"How about you take it off for me," Donna flirted and kissed him deeply.

Harvey did not know why his mind went back to that night except that he looked at himself and his beard looked a little scruffy.

"All done, Mr. Specter," the associate said. They both stepped off the raised floor.

"Let me get the tuxedo your wife chose to get a better feel for it. I understand you are missing someone from the party today."

"Yes, my father-in-law. He's back in New York," Harvey said.

"Yes, Mr. James Paulsen. I have his measurements and we will be shipping his tux package to him within plenty of time before you leave for Italy," the clerk assured.

"Thank you," Harvey said.

The associate went back to a storeroom for a few minutes and returned with jackets, vests, and trousers. He also carried sample shoes and the color scheme that Donna had prearranged.

The first one to try on his jacket and vest was Louis. As he was the hardest to fit, the company felt they should work the longest with him. Louis was barrel chested with a bit of a belly, but he was not really fat. The man was just built upside down it seemed.

The sleek black jacket with the burgundy vest, tie, and cummerbund matched the silk slit of a material passing for a handkerchief in the upper left hand pocket. Louis emerged from the dressing room looking suave and debonair. He actually looked better for this wedding than he did in his morning coat for his own wedding.

"I have to say, Louis, you look great!" Harvey said laughing.

Mike put his hand over his heart. "Don't tell me you doubted your wife to pick out the quintessential look for you and your groomsmen. Is it going to snow?"

Harvey looked back and said, "That's enough from the member of Romper Room."

Mike laughed and patted Harvey's shoulder. "I'm just kidding. But did you?"

Harvey shook his head and said, "Yes, I did. For just a second I was worried. I normally wouldn't but she was so emotional during the last few weeks of her pregnancy and seemed always pissed at me that I thought she would pick something out that would make us all look like fools! Just for spite!"

They all laughed because all three of the other men in Harvey's company had been in his shoes. Marcus had been through the pregnancy hormone upset twice.

"Mr. Specter, would you like to try your tux on?" The associate asked Harvey holding the suit on a hanger for him.

"Sure." Harvey took his suit from the associate and went in the back.

Eventually Harvey walked out of the dressing room with his silver vest, tie, cummerbund and dark jacket and trousers. He looked at himself in the three way mirror focusing on the silver piece of satin at the handkerchief pocket and thought. All I need is a pair of gloves and I look like I walked out of The Sound of Music.

Marcus wolf whistled and said, "Your wife knows what makes you look good. You should never have doubted her."

"I wish Gretchen were here," Harvey suddenly said. "She accused me one time of not looking manly. I can't wait to hear what she'd say when she sees me in this."

Louis and Mike started laughing. "I can see her saying that." Louis retorted. "Did you invite her?"

"Of course, we did, Louis. What makes you think we wouldn't?"

"I know. What was I thinking?"

Eventually all of the men tried on their outfits and alterations noted. The associate assured them that the alterations and the tuxedos would be ready for pick up before they left for Italy. Louis and Marcus' would be shipped in plenty of time before their own trip to Italy.

"Ok men, I arranged for a little fun" Mike said. "We're going back to my apartment for a little friendly game of poker.

"Mike," Harvey said whispering. "You know Marcus has a gambling problem."

"We're not gambling for money, Harvey. Relax. There are other things at stake."

Harvey rolled his eyes. "Great. Can't wait to see what Mike thinks is better than money when it comes to Poker."

"Besides he can count cards what fun is that?" Louis asked.

"Come on, old friend," Harvey said clapping Louis on the back. "It's Mike. Who knows what might happen?"

Later that day, Harvey came home to find Donna and the twins on the couch. It was around 8 pm. The men had had their "fun" game of poker that Mike had hosted at his house and the prizes were "not monetary." Harvey carried in his hand a bag full of his "winnings".

Donna watched him as he walked to the couch and kissed her hello. He then kissed Lily or Mimi. He was not sure which baby. He still had a bit of a time telling them apart unless he saw Mimi's birthmark or heard Lily's loud cries with her belly issues.

"I see you won big in poker earlier," Donna said laughing and holding Lily to her chest. Donna was rubbing her back.

"Yes, I did win big. You oughta see the fun stuff I won." Harvey rolled his eyes as he put down the bag, picked up Mimi from the baby swing and started talking to her.

"Ok, this is Mimi, right?" Harvey said in his baby voice as he smiled at his daughter.

Mimi smiled back at him. Harvey played with her a bit and then holding her against his shoulder focused on Lily whose little face was contorted because she had belly pain.

"What's the matter with sissy, Mimi? Tummy troubles?" Harvey said gently stroking Lily's lower lip as she lay against her mommy's shoulder. Lily cried and waved her hand at her daddy like she wanted her daddy to help her with a problem.

"Donna, seriously, is Lily ok?" Harvey asked. He was afraid because any issues with colic Mimi seemed to not have anymore; however, Lily's little belly problems seemed to continue.

"I called the pediatrician. She seems to think that Lily might be lactose intolerant, so she told me to keep breast feeding her but give her Soy formula instead of the other formula when we're subbing."

"Did you try it yet?" Harvey wanted to know still making faces at both daughters. Lily was captivated and started waving at her daddy for more attention. Mimi just stared at the both of them. Then she waved her arm at Harvey who caught it and kissed the little fist.

"Yes, but it's still too early to tell."

Donna took Lily off her shoulder and looked at her husband and said, "Trade?"

"Sure," Harvey took Lily from Donna and then he maneuvered Mimi to Donna.

They both sat on the couch with their daughters sitting on their knees. Both of the looked from one red haired baby to the other.

"Ok, here's a challenge. I was video chatting with my mom before Rachel left. We sat in front of the monitor. I had Lily facing the camera and Rachel held Mimi. I asked my mom if she could tell them apart without seeing Mimi's birthmark."

Both bounced the babies on their knees.

"Harvey, don't bounce Lily. She will, guaranteed, spit up all over your pants."

"I don't care, if it makes my little Lily smile," Harvey said as he would veer his head in and then quickly veer it out and then bounce her. Lily smiled from ear to ear. Mimi looked at Donna like 'Why don't you do that?'

Donna smiled and looked at him while she put Mimi on her toes and watched her little legs start to walk. She then caught her and looked surprised at her to which Mimi smiled. As she held Mimi to her cheeks she surreptitiously looked at her husband as he cradled Lily in his arms. He was softly talking to her and holding her little finger. Donna's heart swelled with emotion as she hardly recognized the arrogant, emotionally unavailable man for whom she had worked so many years. All through that time he had always shown her his softer side. She knew most of his façade had become part of his so-called philosophy: "If they see you care, they'll walk all over you." Donna knew his heart was not hard or cold. Donna knew she could never have fallen in love with a man who was like that.

"You ok?" Harvey asked. When he turned to ask Donna if it was time to put them to bed, she had given him such an odd look. The look was soft and loving but almost like she was proud of him he supposed.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, Harvey," Donna said as she cradled Mimi in her arms. Mimi turned to Donna's breast as if to say she was still hungry.

She looked at Mimi and said, "You have got to be kidding me, baby!"

"Looks like Mimi might still be hungry," Harvey observed. Lily was almost asleep in his arms.

"You can put Lily in her crib. She's almost asleep," Donna said observing. As she watched her husband with their daughter, she quickly slipped her breast out of her shirt and nursing bra and then Mimi latched on hungrily.

For a few minutes all was quiet while Lily slept and Mimi fed. Donna then moved to sit back on the couch so she could feed Mimi comfortably. Harvey rose carefully with Lily in his arms.

"Harvey," Donna whispered.

Harvey turned quickly around and smiled.

"Donna," Harvey whispered back with the intonation of his full "Donna" voice.

"Cradle me in your arms like that when you get back?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Harvey winked at her and then smiled from ear to ear.

About 10 pm after they were both dozing in front of the TV, they decided to go to bed. As they walked with Harvey's arm around Donna, they tiptoed past the nursery and could not resist the temptation to be sure that the twins were good. They examined their little cherubs and found they were sleeping peacefully.

When Donna went through to the bedroom she said, "Harvey, you forgot to show me your "loot" from the poker game."

"That's right. I promised," Harvey quickly hot footed it back out to the living room where he had left his plastic bag full of prizes.

Donna was smiling from ear to ear as she watched Harvey enter the bedroom with a large plastic bag decorated with fruits and vegetables. Donna was smirking.

"I guess the bag was part of the prize, too?" Donna asked waving her finger up and down pointing to the gaily decorated bag.

Harvey looked at the decorative reusable plastic bag that Mike had given him to hold his prizes to carry them home.

"Mike said I should walk swiftly into our apartment, so I don't get assaulted by any jealous old ladies," Harvey said smiling while he still examined the bag.

"Ok, let me see…" Donna said as she climbed over her husband to see what was in the bag. "I don't want to be in suspense any longer."

"You mean you don't know? Rachel didn't say anything. You didn't pick these out and give them to Mike to be sure I won them?" Harvey asked as he pulled the bag out of Donna's reach.

Donna looked at in disbelief.

"You think I picked those things out. I mean I could have, but I assure you I had nothing to do with this." Donna pointed at the bag of goodies.

Harvey looked at Donna and then he looked ahead at the mirror across from their bed. Then he looked at Donna again and smirked.

"Ok, you got it. I believe you," Harvey said smiling.

The first item he pulled was the width of the bag. It was rather wide and the box itself made a lot of noise like clinking. Harvey handed the item to Donna to gauge her reaction.

"Shot Glass Roulette Drinking Game," Donna smiled and laughed. "Well, I suppose you could save this on those lonely nights."

"What lonely nights?" Harvey asked.

Donna decided that was a rhetorical question.

After the awkward silence, Donna said, "Ok, what else is in there?"

He then pulled out a silver oversized roundish flat drinking flask.

"What was this for? A long day in court?"

"Nope," Harvey turned it around the other side to show her what was etched on the other side in big block letters: 'DADDY'S SIPPY CUP'.

"Hey we match!" Donna said as she pointed to her large wineglass that the girls had given her for a baby shower present.

Harvey was chuckling and smiling as he watched the glee on his wife's face. He bent down and pulled out the next prize.

Next Harvey pulled out a round item that looked like a dome.

"Here's something we can all use. Too bad we didn't have it back in New York," Harvey said handing Donna the object.

She looked at him and laughed. "Oh, we would have to had to replace it five minutes after starting using it."

It was a large button which sat on a counter. The top of the button was red with white letters which read "Bull Shit". Donna pushed it and it said "bullshit" like the Staples button that would say "That was Easy."

Donna kept pushing it because she had gotten such a kick out of it.

"Let me have that before you break it," Harvey admonished as he took it out of her hand. He stretched over to his nightstand and placed it on the table. Donna kissed his cheek on the way back which made him stop temporarily. She looked at him and he looked at her. He was sometimes still embarrassed when she would reach out spontaneously and touch him. He was still become accustomed to it after almost a year of marriage and courtship.

"Now for the piece de la resistance," Harvey announced in his best French accent. "I'm a little embarrassed at these last three things, but you might enjoy them."

First he handed Donna a plastic wrapped item. Her eyebrows raised with laughter.

"Willy Warmer?"

Harvey handed her the next plastic item.

"The Weener Kleener?"

Then Harvey handed her a large book. "I am a tad embarrassed at this one, but you might like it." Harvey gave her an amused sarcastic smile.

"How to Live with A Huge Penis" Book," Donna read out loud. She started to rock with laughter.

"I just have one question," Donna asked in her deep seductive voice as she slinked closer to him.

"What is that?' Harvey playfully asked back giving her a kiss simply because he could not resist when her lips were so close.

"How do they know you have a huge penis?" Donna whispered to him.

"I may have mentioned it once or twice," Harvey said as he kissed her back for a rather long seductive look.

"Yeah, I'm sure you did," Donna said sarcastically because although her husband knew he was astonishingly handsome and well endowed stating the size of his penis was a subject in which Harvey would never indulge. He could joke about many items and pretend to be that in love with himself. However, Harvey never liked to be vulgar and to him discussing his own genitals in mixed company was not something he found rather tasteless.

Harvey lay back on the bed and reached for Donna. He lay his hand on her thigh. She was wearing a night shirt styled like one of his dress shirts. As a matter of fact, she had told him that the line of nightshirts was called "My Boyfriend's Shirt".

"I like your choice of nightwear, wife," Harvey said as he lay there and smiled up at her.

"I know. Why do you think I bought it? I hope I am the only woman who ever wore your shirts."

"Harvey smiled. "Why? Does it matter so much?"

Donna sat up straighter suddenly and said," Oh My God! I am not the only woman who has worn your shirts!"

Harvey hoped she would not guess who actually escaped with one of his shirts and never gave it back.

"It was Scottie, wasn't it?"

Harvey sat up, smiled and shook his head.

"It is amazing how your mind can come to conclusions. How did you figure that out?"

"Well, I know you never slept with Zoe. Paula is way too British to be improperly dressed, so Scottie, whom you knew longer than me would think of nothing but to put on your shirt and you wouldn't think to harass her to give it back."

"What about all those other women I bedded?"

"Oh, none of them knew you long enough to escape with a souvenir," Donna said.

Harvey climbed onto his side of the bed and lay down. All of a sudden he wanted to ask Donna something that he had been pondering for many months now.

"Ok, you know how I love when you wear my shirt. What is the look you like best about me or how you fantasized about me?"

Donna decided then to scoot down the bed and shut off the light.

"Donna! You're not getting out of this one," Harvey teased quickly undressing and scooting under the covers. He reached for her and encompassed her waist in his arm and held her to his body. He kissed her shoulder and moved his hand to sweep away the red locks from her neck.

"Donna?" He whispered.

"I'm tired, Harvey," Donna said with a whine.

"What's wrong? I'm not sexy anymore," Harvey commented.

"No, that's not it." He felt her body shake with a little laugh.

"Then tell me," Harvey said.

Donna then quickly turned over and looked at him.

"Promise me you won't laugh," Donna said. "Also promise me that you won't get a swelled head."

Harvey looked at Donna and he turned serious. "You're not joking."

"No, I'm not."

Donna sat up properly now in the semi-dark and looked deeply into his brown depths. She could drown there. Harvey's eyes were definitely the window to his heart and soul. They held his emotion. That used to be the only outward sign of emotion that, perhaps, only Donna could see.

"What makes you so sexy to me, Harvey, again, is not just your looks although as you know my knees always go weak when you walk into the room. It's who you are. It's how you are loyal and feisty and now most of all when you're talking softly to the girls and cuddling them close. That is how I find you sexy. It's how you have learned to openly love us."

Donna rose on her knees as she spoke. Harvey joined her on his knees as well. Donna took his face into her hands softly and kissed him deeply to which Harvey responded by taking her in his arms and holding her tightly to himself. Gradually as they continued to kiss, he lowered them to the clean softness of their sheets.

They remained locked in each other's arms until the dawning of Sunday morning.