A/N: This is a ficlet that I shared on Twitter, but that I also wanted to have published in this series. It's a little shorter than I usually write here, but I hope you enjoy it as well.

Like most weekends, Harvey drives his wife and daughter to their weekend house on the outskirts of town. They had bought that house as an investment when they got married, but hardly used it. Going almost every weekend is a habit they had gained since their little redhead had started to grow and her parents had decided that it would be good for her to grow up surrounded by a bit of nature.

That noon, they had prepared roasted meat and vegetable sandwiches for them and cut everything into small pieces for their daughter, who, after eating, asked to be breastfed, as always. Since the girl has more independence of movement, once she is put down from the chair where she eats, she walks to where her mom is, hugs her legs until Donna sits her on her lap and the little redhead just tries to lift her clothes, looking up, asking for the collaboration of her mother to help her. And that's what Donna does again that noon, lifts her T-shirt and unbuttons her bra and the kid already knows what to do. She opens her mouth to capture her mother's nipple and begins sucking, while Donna gently caresses her nape's hair. Meanwhile, Harvey does the dishes.

"Are you still eating?" Harvey says, appearing behind his wife's shoulder, seeing that his daughter continues feeding on her mother's breast. Donna giggles and moves her head sideways, trying to stretch her neck. Harvey slides his fingers into the curves of her neck and presses her gently a few times, making her softly moan in pleasure and close her eyes for a moment until she opens them because she hears her husband laughing. Avery frowns because her dad stole her mom's attention, and that makes Donna laugh too. "I accept that you've robbed me of almost every moment of intimacy with your mom, but at least you could let me be a part of this family. Don't you think, little lady?" Harvey mutters, looking at his daughter, hugging his wife by her shoulders from behind.

"Remember when you were the one who couldn't live without my constant attention?" Donna asks, bothering him.

"I remember." He snores. "I also remember very well when I was the one who couldn't live without at least a daily dose of your breasts." He murmurs, and Donna laughs out loud.

"You've robbed dad of the most precious thing he had," Donna whispers to her daughter, who grins with her nipple in her mouth because her mom tickles her nape as she speaks.

Harvey laughs and sits next to her. "I know it's a temporary rental. That's why I'm putting up with it. As soon as the time comes, I'll make a deal with her to give me back what is mine."

Donna laughs again and shakes her head. "You're her father, not her lawyer!"

"Teaching her negotiation skills will be good for her," Harvey says and rests his head on her shoulder, looking at his little redhead.

"Okay, you may be right," Donna says tenderly. "But you won't make a deal about my breasts." This time, Donna snores and makes her husband giggle, and turns her head to look at him, being a few inches from his face. "And remember, I listen to all your private conversations."

"Still?" he asks, a little surprised, and she chuckles as she rubs his nose with hers, without giving him a clear answer. When he wants to talk again, she shuts up him with a kiss, but of course, the girl doesn't take too long to squeal to get her attention back on her.

A while later, Donna enters the house to drop off the things they just used to change Avery's diaper. The kitchen window looks out to where her daughter and husband are and when she looks at them before washing her hands, she sees Harvey has raised her kid to the table and that Avery is walking up there.

"Harvey Specter!" She complains. "Why have you up my kid there?" she snores, opening the water from the sink after putting some soap on her hands.

"Because I wanted her to have some fun," Harvey responds, still looking at Avery while his wife washes her hands.

"But you're teaching her it's okay to do it." Donna snorts. "How about her going up alone? What if she does without us watching her?"

"Donna, can you stop being alarmed for a moment when I'm just giving her some freedom? I promise you I haven't done it before and I'm here to watch her."

Donna doesn't respond, just snorts as she turns off the faucet and then dries her hands. "Okay..." she lets him win this time. "But Harvey, please be careful!"

"Have I ever let you fall?"

She grins. "No"

"So, don't worry. I won't let her fall, either." Donna smirks, completely in love with him, and heads out again. "Does your mommy love me? Of course, she does." Harvey tells his child loud enough for Donna to hear him, leaning toward Avery and almost colliding his forehead with hers, as his hands float around her to hold her in case she staggers. "What are you saying, Avery? Mommy loves me very much?" Donna giggles, walking through the door. "Am I the love of her life and that is why she lets me do what I want?" Avery just giggles, looking at his dad.

Donna rolls her eyes and hits his butt. "Don't lie to her, because anyone knows that's exactly the opposite. I'm the one who makes you do what I want. And it's always been like that." She says, leaning forward with her elbows on the table, next to Harvey. "Everything else has been true." Donna grins, turning her head to see him smile. Harvey also turns his head towards her and they foolishly rub their noses while securing Avery, each with one hand.

"Good to know."

She squints her eyes. "As if you didn't know."

He smirks. "It's true, I know. But… I miss the demonstration." He pouts. "Do you promise me that tonight, after this little lady goes to sleep, we will have some sex? I need nothing too spectacular, just you and I, naked and tangled." Donna smiles, one of those smiles that extends to her entire face, and nods. "It's a deal?"

"It's a deal." She grins. "These are the deals I like." They laugh and approach each other for a kiss. Avery walks two steps toward them on the table and puts her tiny hands on their foreheads, babbling and trying to separate them, which makes them laugh loudly, turning their heads to see their kid. Avery is clapping now because she has their attention again, which makes her parents laugh even more. "We should try to get her to nap," she says, looking at Avery, who seems to be too exalted either way.

"You say she will sleep?"

"We can try," Donna says and yawns. "Because at least mom needs to sleep after this little redhead has woken her 5 times during the night. You were supposed to have grown up enough, so you didn't wake up so many times. What has happened?" Donna says in a soft voice, chuckling and looking at her daughter, who wraps her arms around her neck, so Donna takes her in her arms, pinning her against her body. "Does that mean you want to nap with mom?" Donna asks in her ear and kisses her head, heading towards the front door.

"And with dad," Harvey adds, rushing to open the door. "You won't be able to throw me out of bed, no little redhead?" Harvey says, tickling her neck as they pass by and making Avery giggle.

"No, Daddy. You don't have breasts, but I love you too." Donna says, sharpening her voice, and the two chuckle. Harvey hugs his wife by her shoulders and they walk together to the bedroom. After almost half an hour of cuddling and kissing their child, Avery falls asleep in the middle of the bed. They fall asleep in a few minutes, with their bodies turned towards her, and their hands joined on her small belly.