In Donna's world, time had just stopped. Had Harvey Specter just kissed her? Had she just kissed him back? Hooooly shit. She felt like she was in the twilight zone. The only fact that brought her back to Planet Earth was that she was still in the arms of Harvey Specter, and his right arm was wandering dangerously low below her waist. And if she didn't stop him, he would keep going lower and she would lose the ability to resist him.

"Harvey... you know you can't do this right now. You're crossing boundaries."

"As far as I'm concerned, Donna, the mistake was NOT crossing this boundary a long time ago."

"Are you willing to admit now that you ARE into me?"

"Donna, I swear, if we don't go now, I will take you on this dance floor, no fucks given. The only thing stopping me right now is that I want you. All. To. Myself."

As she shivered at his last words, she weighed her options.

1) They could go home and have the most amazing, mind blowing sex of their lives but potentially screw up everything they've worked for in the last ten years or

2) Go their separate ways and go back to leading their regular lives.

As much as the responsible Donna in her mind was shouting to do the right thing and go home, her home, today's Donna in gold was feeling risky and dangerous and plus, her earlier dance moves had not only turned Harvey completely on but knowing she had created that...mess had quite the effect on her as well. So she leaned in, bit his ear, and whispered,

"Take me home, Harvey Specter." she chuckled as she could sense the tightening of his pants.

"Then get ready to be closed." He smiled and she felt her knees go weak. But before she could fall, he took her hand and they found the composure to walk elegantly across the dance floor, towards the exit.

Henry wasn't having the greatest night of his life. He didn't get it. He had a high-paying job, a completely drop-dead gorgeous wife, and three handsome little boys. Yet it was still obvious that Harvey was still beating him in life. He still stared on to the two whispering, feeling his jealousy boil.

Fucking Harvey Specter. He had the ability to ruin everything without even trying.

Shortly after, Henry saw the two leave hand in hand. Henry wouldn't have cared if the two didn't look so fucking good together. He had to find some way to win.

"Leaving so soon, Harvey boy?"

"The event ends in half an hour, and we've been here for three; I'd hardly call it 'so soon,'" responded Harvey cooly.

"Do what you want, Harvey. But I do have to say, you always leave when the fun's just getting started."

Harvey snorted. "I don't need anyone else but my wife here to have fun. Goodbye now." the two walked past.

Henry suddenly thought of another idea that would make him sound like a total dick. But he didn't care, he just wanted everyone to be as miserable as he was feeling at the moment. "Hey, Olivia!" Donna turned around. "If you ever get tired of Harvey being too much of a dick, just call me. I have some friends who will really treat you right." he winked.

The nerve of this asshole... Donna thought.

Donna felt Harvey loosen his hand with hers, and she knew he was ready to go punch the living daylights out of this guy. But she stopped him, knowing that a scene wouldn't be good for them right now. She pulled him back, placed a hand on his chest, as if to say "I'll handle this." And she walked right up to who she now mentally called Henry Douchebag Ebenmeyer, walked calmly to him, pointed a finger to his chest, and said,

"Listen, you asshole. I'm sorry if you can't get over the fact that Harvey's doing way better than you in life. A lot of people feel that way, but boo hoo, that's YOUR problem. But you're right. I don't love the man."

Henry stopped for a moment. Wow, he didn't even know that could work. He looked at Harvey and was momentarily rejoiced at the shell-shocked expression he had on his face too. But little did Henry know, Donna wasn't done yet.

"I am IN LOVE with this man. So if you make one snide remark about him or us or most importantly, me, I will make sure you regret ever came out of your mom's womb, you piece of shit. Got it?"

Harvey couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Was any of what Donna saying true? Because if so, he didn't know whether to be welcoming or to run away from this trainwreck he might have accidentally just built. He started to feel something beyond lust, but shook it off right away.

At the same time, Henry didn't even know it was possible to turn from happy to completely terrified in one second. He just nodded and scrambled away.

"Come on. Let's go." Donna turned around, cooly. "What's wrong with you? Do you have lockjaw, is that why you can't close your mouth? Damn it, you didn't get the tetanus shot I told you to get in March, did you?"

"No. I mean yes. I mean, I forget how hot you are sometimes." Harvey decided to discard the thoughts for the time being. They would dwell on it later; for now, he needed Donna to know how badly he needed her like, right now.

Donna smiled and grabbed his hand, and they made it to the elevator.

"Hey Donna?" he asked, as she pressed the "1" button.

"Yeah?"

"When was the last time you did something absolutely crazy?"

"Mmmm... maybe last year during the Secretary Talent show?"

With that, Harvey pushed Donna into the wall, threw his tie at the camera to cover their explicit acts, while crushing lips on hers immediately. He knew this was being very teenager horny-esque, but he literally could not keep it in his pants anymore.

We're too old for this, thought Donna, but all the same, she kissed him back like there was no tomorrow and moaned as his hands went everywhere and hers in his hair.

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Harvey had just slipped his hand under Donna's dress to find that, oh shit, she was going commando. Harvey was already incredibly turned on, but this fact added even more blood and he was sure he hadn't felt like this ever.

"Screw going home," breathed Harvey in the moments they were gasping for air. "Let's just stay here; get a hotel. I can't wait until we get home and I definitely don't want Ray seeing any of us or any of you."

She smiled, so Harvey took that as a yes. As the elevator passed the second floor, Harvey and Donna appropriated their clothing just in time for the elevator doors to open.

"Stay in here," said Harvey, "I'll go get us a room."

"Gimme your phone, I"ll text Ray to tell him to go home and to treat himself to dinner since we made him wait so long."

Harvey tossed his iPhone 5 at Donna, who caught it swiftly in one perfectly manicured hand.

He shook his head. God, he loved this woman.