Hey! Ok so this is a new update, and I know it's short. I'm kind of liking the short chapters; that way I can update sooner since I can work on them in small intervals. And hopefully it's building some suspense too! I hope you enjoy this.

Harvey stumbled out of bed, the bell ring cutting short the dream he was having.

"Alright alright I'm coming" he nagged, yawning. He opened the door to find Donna standing there, two cups of coffee in her hands. "I'm up" he stated, a small smile on his face. "Yes you are" she grimaced pointing to his arousal. "Shit" he said, walking to the bathroom, "just let me wash up".

Donna loved to see him like that, looking so relaxed. His hair was sticking out in every direction, wearing boxers and a white v-neck t-shirt. When he came back, she was glad to see his hair still untidy, but now dressed in a pair of casual jeans and a light-colored button down shirt.

Harvey took a minute to fully take the view in. Donna was wearing shorts with a crop top, showing just enough skin to make anyone beg for more. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and Harvey watched her walking in the kitchen like the missing puzzle piece in his life. She fit perfectly there, effortlessly.

"What?" she asked, as she noticed his lingering eyes on her. "You look good" he simply stated, absent mindedly biting on his lower lip, making her heart skip. "I always look good" she stated, trying to fight the blush creeping up her face. "You do. Even better like this, unguarded" he continued, the honesty in his tone scaring her. "You too" she whispered, walking to him and handing him the cup of coffee.

"Ok where do we start?" Harvey asked anxiously. "Hmm I was thinking we should start with the small bathroom. You can learn on it, small space you know. Damage control and shit" she teased. "You know I'm just happy watching you work" he stated smugly, as she rolled her eyes at him. "You wish. You have to get your hands dirty with me" she said, not realizing how sexually heavy her words were.

"Won't be the first time" he joked with his signature smile, as she lightly hit him on the chest, unable to contain a small laugh.

Harvey helped her move the bucket of paint to the bathroom, along with the long hand brush and the rest of the equipment. "Ok so, first things first" Donna started "we need to put this transparent layer " she explained, painting to a bucket with a transparent mixture. "So you plunge the brush in it…" she started, before noticing how far he stood. "Come" she said "put your hand here" motioning him to put his hand on stick of the brush. He stepped close to her from behind, putting his hand millimeters close to hers, so that his thumb brushed lightly her wrist.

Her pulse accelerated at the contact, and she hoped he wouldn't be able to feel her racing heartbeats through her skin."Ok so you have to go all the way up" she said, extending her hand as he followed, before she stood on the tip of her toes, trying to reach the upper corner.

Suddenly, she is very aware of their proximity, of her exposed lower back, of his breath on her neck and the way his thumb drew circles on her burning skin. She felt like the bathroom walls were closing in, as she struggled to take a breath, before losing balance and slipping.

Next thing she knows, Harvey's arm is protectively wrapped around her waist, his fingers now on her exposed stomach, as he stopped her from falling on the ground. "I got you" he said just above a whisper. Donna quickly broke the contact, turning around to face him, completely flustered. "Thanks. Sorry. Too clumsy" she said in detached syllables, still unable to breathe properly. "Now you try and I'm going to put this layer in the other bathroom" she finally managed to say, quickly walking out of the bathroom.

Harvey tried to mask his disappointment, putting the layer on the wall, trying to push away her smell now lingering on him.