As Harvey entered the casino, he thought about how everything at that moment was the way he'd always dreamt. All eyes were on him and Donna as they walked; he had his name on the wall, and Donna on his arm. Of course he realizes the second part is only temporary, a one night kind of thing. He suddenly doesn't feel as good, and Donna's attention immediately shifts to him, squeezing his arm "Hey. Where did you go just now?" she asks softly. "Nowhere, I'm here" he whispers back, smiling at her.

A host greeted them before Harvey mentioned some fancy table name. "Ready to play in major league?" he asks her, his eyes daring. She looks at him with the flirtiest look she'd ever worn: "I don't play anywhere else Specter". His heart skips a beat at how wonderfully breathtaking she was. They were led to a room in the back of the casino, where men in suits sat around a table, in some kind of poker heaven. "Is this what you fantasize about?" she teases. "With you in the room? Hell yea" he flirts. He's been feeling bold this weekend, pushing his luck. Luckily for him, the alcohol in Donna's blood was making her more relaxed than usual.

"Well well, look who's here. Isn't it the great Harvey Specter!" a man of the age of Harvey spoke, a much less attractive version of him. "With a beautiful woman too. You've outdone yourself Harvey" he continues, staring at Donna in a way that made Harvey's blood boil. He then addresses Donna: "Darling why don't you entertain yourself with a drink and sit with the ladies" he nonchalantly suggests, pointing towards the bar. Harvey looked at Donna, knowing what was coming. No one underestimated her like that, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let John Cole do that today. "Hey John!" he snaps, but Donna walks towards him fast, standing in an intimidating posture above him. "Listen Mr. Hole in the teeth. First of all, you don't call me darling or I swear to you I will hit you so hard on your balls you're going to wish you never walked into this room. Secondly, I am not one of these women to stand by idly on the sidelines, and I don't appreciate limitations being put on my beauty. I came to play, Harvey and I play as one participant." she firmly states.

Harvey smiles wildly at the woman in front of him, walking towards her and reaching for her hand, dragging her to the empty seat on the table. "Feisty. I like it" John says, continuously pushing Harvey's buttons. "I'm sorry Donna. We can leave if you want" he says, still holding her hand, now facing her. "Hell no. We're playing, and you're gonna crush him" she answers with as much belief in him as ever. He released her hand and grabbed a chair, squeezing it next to his.

The game began, John quickly realizing that Donna was Harvey's weak point. He decided to play on that. "So Specter, tell me what's the secret for getting such a beauty by your side? I don't know how you keep your hands off of her" he comments with a provocative voice. Donna notices Harvey tensing, and is sure he will turn the table on John if he didn't calm down. He clutches his hand, Donna quickly trying to calm him the only way she knew how; she put her hand on his leg, lightly caressing it up and down. His whole body stiffens, his breath hitching, before it regains its steady rhythm. He looks at her hand, and then back at her, the anger in his eyes still apparent. "He's trying to throw you off your game Harvey" she whispers. "Well it's working" he murmurs back. "Don't let him" she answers back, still looking into his eyes.

"Oh, how wonderful, she can calm him like a little baby. Tell me Red, are you aware of the long list of women your boy here brought to this room?" he continues. "You shouldn't be worrying about me; a little bit more attention to your wife there and she wouldn't be lustily looking at blondie" Donna retorts, pointing to two women standing by the bar. "A satisfied woman is the key to a happy life sir. But I guess you're having some issues there" she continues. The whole table looks at her with admiration, Harvey now proudly looking at John, watching his reaction. He is in a state of shock, before quickly washing away the lines off his face, trying to keep it cool.

Donna's humiliation silenced him for a while, Harvey winning almost every round, with Donna by his side, her hand still on his leg in the most natural way, studying every face and calling each one on his crap. In the last round, Harvey decides to rub his victory in John's face: "So I'd say the ball is in your court, but the truth is your balls are in my fist. Now I apologize if that image is too pansy for you, but I'm comfortable enough with my manhood to put it out there". John huffs, and proposes: "Specter, let's bet on something else. I win next round, I get Red. I lose you get all my money and the pride of beating me in front of these fellows". Donna looks at Harvey: "Do it" she says, excited. "No" he simply answers. "Why not?! I'm sure you'll win" she encourages him. "Exactly. I've been winning this for the last rounds, and him suddenly upping his game knowing he has a small chance means he's going to cheat. I am not doing this" he explains. "Scared of a little competition Harvey? I'm sure the thought of me with Red here is scary, she wouldn't come back to you after I give her what I got". That was it, Harvey got up, walking towards John, ready to punch him in the face. Donna was trying to stop him, putting herself in front of him, too close for him to ignore her. She turns towards John: "The thought of you is disgusting" she snaps, "Let's go Harv" she continues, grabbing his hand.

But Harvey couldn't walk away without giving John a piece of his mind. He swings a punch, lightly hitting John's face, before security intervened, dragging him outside. John followed and took the opportunity to hit Harvey with his fist near his eye. Donna was fed up; she hit him in the balls and ran away, leaving him in pain. They walked towards the car, Donna giggling: "I feel 16 again" she says as she gets into the car, Harvey sliding next to her. The driver looked at them in surprise, asking if everything was ok. "Yes" she quickly answers. "Can you give us a few minutes please?" she asks. The driver nods, leaving them alone in the car.

Donna turns her body towards Harvey, her hand grabbing his face, assessing the damage done by John. He winces in pain at a zone near his eyes where John had hit him, now a little pink. "Shit I'm sorry Harvey" she apologizes. "I'm okay. It's just going to leave a nasty bruise" he reassures. "You look sexy" she blurts out, her hand still caressing the bruised area of his face. He swears he could kiss her now; in fact he's caught by how red her lips were, staring at them with more longing than he had ever felt. She can feel the blood creep up her face as she spoke these words. She has to say something else before she does something she might regret. "If you want we can call it a night. If you're tired" she suggests. "Are you serious? I've been waiting all night to go to that secret place of yours, I'm not backing up now" he says smiling. Her smiles widens: "All right then. Change into that" she orders, referring to the casual clothes she had picked for him. "You're staying in this?" he asks. "Yes, you don't get to see me in my underwear Harv" she teases. He pouts then, before she adds sexily: "For now", referring to the strip poker night.

"Do you feel self-conscious specter? Need to go out from the car for you to change?" she asks as he looks at her without moving. "It's for your sake. I mean I'm not sure how much sexiness you can handle" he flirts. "Oh I've seen a lot believe me, I'll be fine" she comments, smirking. "Hey. I didn't need to know that" he complains, as he starts taking of his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly. She could swear he was teasing her on purpose. She notices then the hand he swung at John was hurting him, quickly grabbing it. "Hey, is it hurting you?" she asks, absent mindedly massaging it. It didn't hurt too much, but he was not ready to give up the feeling of her touch. "A little" he fakes a pout, avoiding her gaze."You just want me to undress you don't you?" she asks with a smirk. She knows him too well, figured out he wasn't really in pain. "I would be happy with just holding hands but hey, I'm not gonna say no" he jokes, trying to turn his embarrassing situation into a funny one. She smacks his arm lightly. "Come on, it's already 1 am. You'll start snoring in half an hour if we don't get there" she teases.

Harvey quickly changed into a black button down and dark jeans Donna had picked. She loved how he looked in relaxed attire, especially with his unshaved face. She called the driver back in, giving him the address: "To the corner of 5th and stark". Harvey turned around to face her with a surprised expression: "What? There's nothing there" he nags. "Wait for it Specter" she grins, as he looks at her with curiosity. "I still think you should have taken that bet" she says. "No Donna. I don't gamble with you, I never would. He was going to win, and the thought of him with you…anyway I don't gamble with you" he explains. Her heart squeezes in her chest, looking at him with so much affection that it scared her. "I hit him you know!" she says proudly. "No you didn't!" he says in excitement. "Yep, straight in the balls" she grins.

"You are crazy" he laughs, giving her a tender look

"Oh you haven't seen half of it"

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

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-G