Sorry for introducing random names but it was easier than pulling random characters from Suits lol trust me they'll be in most chapters so hopefully you get used to them!


Donna skipped down the steps of the library building and started to make her way across campus. She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder and pushed up her sleeves of her shirt as the warm sunshine beat down upon her skin. She weaved in and out the students heading in the opposite direction, smiling briefly at the odd face she recognised. It was her fifth and final exam today. One she had been dreading hence the reason why she had spent the better part of the morning holed up in the library. She hated statistics. Figures never had been her strong point and never seemed to make a lot of sense to her but she'd studied hard this week and with a little help from Thomas she had finally managed to understand the complex workings of frequency polygons. With any luck, it would be enough and she would manage to struggle her way through her test.

Donna pushed her hair behind her ear as she made her way across the grass lightly frowning as she heard the low ringing in her bag. She reached in and retrieved her phone as she continued towards the large red brick building in front of her. Flipping it open, she looked down and saw his name and her lips upturned into an amused smile. She was getting used to his calls and they were becoming more frequent as the wedding drew ever closer. She answered her phone as she climbed the granite steps.

"Hello?"

"Chicken or tuna?"

Donna's nose crinkled in confusion at his out of blue question. She shifted the phone to her other ear as she pushed open the large double door. "Harvey, what are you going on about?"

"Which one would you have? Chicken or tuna?"

"Well see that all depends. Are we talking sandwiches here or salads?"

"Sandwiches."

"Then it would be chicken, I guess."

"On white or rye bread?"

"Rye." She shook her head slightly and smiled. "Can I ask if there is a reason why you're asking me these particular questions?"

"Well right now I'm looking at the menu for this deli down the road and I couldn't decide what to have for lunch."

"So you thought you'd call me to help you make up your mind?" she asked as she stood outside the door to the classroom. She lifted her hand to wave at one of her classmates, as he entered the room.

"Well yeah. Plus I get to learn to know what you like. It's all part of the whole getting to know you thing we got going on." explained Harvey.

A crooked grin spread across Donna's face as she leant back against the faded orange wall and looked down at her feet as she shuffled them in front of her. Although she hadn't seen Harvey since she had accepted his offer, they had talked almost every day on the phone and at first the conversations between them had been stilted and guarded. It was only to be expected she supposed. After all they hardly knew one another and she personally wasn't in the habit of sharing intimate conversations with strangers. However, after the first couple of phone calls a certain easiness developed in their conversation and she found that Harvey was extremely easy to talk to. Case in point last night they had been on the phone for well over an hour chatting about nothing and everything. And the truth was the more she discovered about Harvey Specter, the more she found she liked him. Not only that, he really seemed to be a genuinely nice guy and that certainly helped alleviate any doubts she had felt about her decision to accompany him to the wedding. In fact in a weird sort of way, she was actually looking forward to it.

Licking her lips, Donna smiled into her phone. "I see. In that case, Mr Specter, what drink would I choose? A Diet Coke or a Mountain Dew?"

"Ah! A trick question. That's a dirty tactic Miss Paulsen. The answer is neither. You prefer Pepsi."

"Well, well. I am impressed."

Harvey's chuckle echoed down the line. "I do listen to you occasionally, you know." He paused clearing his throat at the other end. "So, your exam? It's this afternoon, right?"

Donna brushed her hair behind her ear and smiled, touched that he had actually remembered. Then again, she had more than likely chewed his ear off numerous times over the past few days about how worried she was that there was probably no chance he could forget.

"It's in ten minutes." she told him. "I'm standing outside the room as we speak."

"Feeling nervous?"

"A little." She let out a distracted chuckle as she felt her stomach churn anxiously and a feeling of dread began to encompass her as she let her mind wander to the next three hours that lay ahead. She swallowed hard as her hand rested against her midriff rubbing it absently. "Actually, I'm starting to feel sick just thinking about it." she confessed.

"Well, try not to worry. I know you'll do great."

"I'm not so sure." She glanced nervously towards the class room. "You don't fancy trading places do you? You could take the test and I could sit in your fancy office and do whatever it is you do."

Donna heard Harvey's deep throaty laughter down the phone and bit down on her lip as she pictured his brown eyes twinkling with his smile. She had to admit there was definitely something about his eyes; something that had captivated her from the first moment they had met.

"And what makes you think I have a fancy office? Maybe I sit in a little box room at the end of the hallway with just a broom and a mop for company."

"Somehow I find that hard to believe." Donna replied, laughing, her nerves temporarily forgotten.

"You do?" asked Harvey, pretending to be shocked.

"Of course I do." She smiled, twisting a strand of hair around her finger. "In fact I can picture you right now in your huge high-rise modern office with a view that no doubt overlooks the whole city. You'll have ridiculously expensive furniture of course, which you can afford because you've just screwed some poor old man out of millions of dollars, and you'll be sitting at your ridiculously expensive desk, which is littered in paper by the way, staring at some high-tech computer that you don't have the foggiest how to use but at the moment has some cute screensaver scrolling across it that you find extremely amusing."

"Not bad Paulsen but you did forget to mention my vastly-stocked little mini-bar in the corner here."

Donna clicked her tongue. "Such extravagance!"

"Hey, it's not for me. It's for the people I do business with. I like to offer them a drink once we've sealed the deal. Help to ease their pain a little, you know."

"You're all heart, Mr Specter." she replied. She stopped playing with her hair and checked the watch on her wrist prompting her to sigh heavily. "And, unfortunately I've got to go."

"Hey, chin up. You'll do just fine. I know you will."

She bit down on her lip and smiled.

"But if by any chance you do fuck it up, you should drop by. Sample my extensive liquor collection."

"You never know. I might just take you up on that offer." Donna chuckled, pushing herself off the wall and adjusted her bag on her shoulder.

"Feel free anytime." Harvey said, pausing for a second. "But seriously, good luck for this afternoon."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now take a deep breath, smile and ace that test. I'll see ya, Donna."

With those words, Harvey ended the call. Donna slowly closed her phone over and placed it in her brown bag. And as she stood in front of the large oak door, she took a deep breath. Harvey's words of encouragement rung in her ears and she smiled as she entered the room…..

Several hours later Harvey was across town staring at the legal documents in front of him. He sighed as he rested his head on his big hands. His eyes were heavy and he was tired and he was desperate to forget all about this and just go home. But unfortunately he couldn't because he was travelling to Worcester tomorrow. He had to get these papers checked and signed before he left. Old Jack Soloff wouldn't appreciate being kept waiting especially now he had finally decided to sign on the dotted line.

Sighing softly, Harvey's hand reached for the bottle of water on his desk. His eyes pored over the endless contract clauses in front of him and he shook his head as he took a long swallow of his cold drink. He swore lawyers deliberately used fancy words to confuse the hell out of everybody. He was going to need a crash course in Latin just to understand the damn thing.

Swallowing his water and placing down the bottle, Harvey rubbed at his eye. His fingers played with the corner of the page as he continued to read and even when the phone rang out, his eyes never left the page. His hand reached across and picked up with his elbow resting on the polished desk as he placed the receiver to his ear.

"Hello?"

"It's late, son. You should be home in bed instead of being stuck in that office, you know."

Harvey shook his head and smiled as he glanced down at his watch. His chair creaked as he rested back against it, the papers in front of him momentarily forgotten. "Mom, I'm twenty seven years old. I think my bedtime can stretch a little past ten o'clock. Although saying that, even if I was in bed, what would be the point? Your call would have only woken me up anyway."

"Don't be a smart ass, Harvey. It doesn't suit you."

Harvey rolled his eyes in amusement at her stern tone. "So, what's your reason for calling me so late, Mother?" he asked as he shifted in the seat.

"I thought I would just check to see that you're all packed and ready for tomorrow."

"Not yet but I will be."

His answer prompted Lily to sigh at the other end.

"Harvey, we've to be in Worcester before lunch time. You're not going to have time to pack in the morning."

Harvey yawned as he rubbed his forehead wearily.

"You sound exhausted. You should go home."

"I will, Mom. I just got these papers to look over then I'm going straight home."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"Good and I'm quite sure Donna doesn't approve of you working so late."

Harvey chewed on his bottom lip at the mention of her name as he stood up and walked across to the large glass window. He still couldn't help but feel guilty about this and every single time he lied to his own mother. He wasn't in the habit of being dishonest with her but ever since she had found out about Donna, she had always mentioned her. Harvey knew she was desperate to meet her which made him feel even guiltier. After all, this was the first woman he had mentioned since his break-up with Andrea and he knew his mom just wanted him to be happy. He felt awful for trying to deceive her and had lost count of the number of times over the past ten days that he had thought about coming clean. But then he would think about the pitiful looks on everyone's faces and the look on Andrea's face when she saw him turning up alone and he knew he couldn't do it and besides, he was in way too deep to back out now.

Rubbing his chin, Harvey sighed as he looked down at the quiet streets below. His eyes followed the tail lights of the cars as they travelled along the street and faded into the distance.

"Harvey, are you still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"Everything is okay between you and Donna, isn't it?"

"Of course, Mom. Donna and I are cool." he reassured her as he walked back to his desk. The animated screensaver on his monitor caught his attention and Harvey smiled as he remembered Donna's teasing in their earlier conversation. As he sat back down on his chair, he wondered how she did on her test. He had meant to call her and finalise the details for tomorrow anyway but as usual he'd just never had the time to get round to it.

"Well then maybe she could help you with your packing?"

Harvey smiled softly knowing his mother all too well and knowing she liked to fish for information trying to disguise it by asking seemingly innocent questions. "Donna will have her own packing to do Mom at her own place."

"So you won't be seeing her tonight then?"

Harvey had just opened his mouth to reply when his cell phone started to ring. Wondering who was calling him, he frowned as he reached across the desk to pick it up. "Hold on a sec Mom, will you? I've got another call."

He checked the screen and a crooked smile crossed his face when he saw her name lit up.

"Actually, Mom, it's Donna who's calling me. Can I give you a call back?"

"There's no need. Just make sure your ass is up and at the hotel by noon tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay. I'll see you then, Mom."

He placed the receiver down with one hand while he answered his cell with the other. "Hey." he said softly.

"Hey yourself. I hope you don't mind me calling. I just wanted to check what time we leave tomorrow."

Harvey leant forward in his seat, his elbows resting on the desk as his eyes fell on the unfinished paperwork in front of him. "I'm sorry. I meant to call you earlier but I've been swamped at work."

"You're not still in that ridiculously expensive office of yours, are you?"

A slow smile crept across his lips. "Yep. It's alright though. My mop and broom are here keeping me company."

And that smile widened as he heard her laugh.

"So, how did that test of yours go?" asked Harvey.

"Okay, I think. It wasn't as traumatic as I expected."

"So, I don't need to stock up my mini-bar?"

"No. I think it's safe for the time being. Although, I have to admit I'm not sure how long that might last being I'm starting to feel pretty nervous about this whole wedding thing."

Her words prompted Harvey to sigh softly as he pushed back his chair knowing Donna wasn't the only one who was feeling that way. His stomach had been doing cartwheels every time he thought about the damn thing. And if he felt nervous, God knows what Donna was going through. She was the one who wouldn't know anybody. Hell, she hardly even knew him and anything she did know, she'd discovered through their agreed telephone conversations and even they had been few and far between.

Suddenly he realised the enormity of what he was asking her to do for him and his earlier feelings of guilt quickly resurfaced. After all he had been having doubts. Maybe Donna was having them too. Maybe she regretted agreeing to this in the first place and just couldn't find a way to tell him. If that was the case, it was up to him to make it easy for her. Because as much as he needed her to do this for him, he hated to think she was attending this wedding against her will.

Sitting back in his chair, Harvey's long fingers loosened the tie around his neck. "Listen Donna, I just want to tell you that if you're having second thoughts about this whole arrangement, please don't be scared to tell me. I'll understand completely if you don't want to go through with this."

Donna smiled softly, touched by his gesture. She had to admit that she had considered letting Harvey down gently especially after this evening. Thomas hadn't exactly been over the moon when she had told him she was going out of town until Monday. Apparently he had made plans. He wanted to take her to Washington to meet his parents now that school was finally over and his face had fallen when she had told him she couldn't make it. Of course she hadn't told him the truth about why she couldn't go. Instead she had made up a story about visiting Rachel's family in Chicago after finally getting Rach to agree to go along with it. Only Rachel was privy to her business deal with Harvey. She hadn't been exactly enthralled with it either when she had found out. In fact, she had questioned Donna's sanity for even considering going though with it but after listening to her friend's repeated reassurances, she had agreed that five thousand dollars was a lot of money to turn down. She had also made Donna promise to call her every day to make sure she was still alive and to carry some form of protection with her at all times. She had reminded her friend that no matter how charming Harvey Specter seemed to be, Ted Bundy, the serial killer, had been a good looking, well-educated man too.

"It's okay to change your mind you know." said Harvey.

Donna absently shook her head despite Harvey not being able to see her at the other end of the phone. Because despite her nerves and her previous doubts, she had made up her mind she was doing this. The money was definitely too tempting and if she was honest, the more she had got to know Harvey, the more appealing the arrangement had been. He was a nice guy and there was the possibility they could end up friends after all of this. And who knows? Maybe she might even end up enjoying herself in the process. Her mind made up, Donna's smile widened as she twirled the phone cord around her thin finger.

"What time will you be picking me up?" she asked him.

There was a pause before the phone crackled with Harvey's sigh of relief and he proceeded to give her the details