A/N: So, I've written a handful (and intend to write more) short little ficlets for twitter, and I figured that maybe, just maybe, you guys might want to see them too. So here they are! I hope you enjoy and please feel free to follow me on twitter if you have one! my twitter is in my bio!

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flirtation

(takes place pre-the other time)

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It's been weeks of the incessant flirting.

In the file room, by the coffee maker, in his office. She pretends to hate it but she secretly loves it. She knows he's dedicated to what he wants and apparently what he wants is her.

Tonight, it continues.

They're in his office, she's finishing up some paperwork on his desk, paperwork that he should be looking over but instead he's just staring at her.

"Harvey," she says with a roll of her eyes, "don't you have work to do?"

"I am working," he says with a grin.

"Harvey," Donna says blushing but trying to hide it.

Leaning closer to place a brief for his current case in its proper place on his desk, she suddenly realizes that they're too close for comfort. That's been happening a lot lately, too. The closeness.

"Donna," he says in a soft tone.

She looks up at the request and their noses almost brush. It's too much, she thinks. Suddenly, he's leaning in and making his intentions known and she knows she has to stop this before it goes too far because even if this is something she wants she knows it could ruin them. She knows even more that it would ruin her.

"Harvey," she says gently with a push to his chest and soft shake of her head. "We can't."

She watches as he closes his eyes and inhales deeply. She can feel his breath on her skin. They both lean back slowly, feeling the tension of the moment rise and then fall. He finally opens his eyes again and the look he gives her goes straight to the pit of her stomach.

"I should go," she whispers softly. "Good night, Harvey. I'll see you in the morning."

As she turns to head out the door, she can feel his eyes following her and she knows that eventually she'll give in. His pull is like gravity. It's out of her control.