"I love you like a brother or a cousin. Somebody you really, really look forward to seeing at Christmas, and then you're really, really glad to see leave. As far as you and I are concerned, Christmas is over. " She starts walking away. After two steps, she stops and turns around. "You're just a friend, Harvey."
"Friends don't know the way you taste, Donna"
Donna takes a deep breath. "Harvey…"
"What? Don't tell me that you're not thinking about that night."
"Harvey…"
"The way my hands ravished you, my tongue lapped up every bit of you, and my lips travelled all over your body before stopping at your lips... "
"Harvey…"
"Don't tell me that you don't think about that night every goddamn day. Because that's bullshit and you know it." Harvey takes a step closer to her. "Because I won't believe you if you don't. Because I do." He takes another step, closes the space between them and whispers in her ear: "And for the record, I l-"
His words get lost in the air as Donna interrupts him with a kiss.