Ch.10
"I'm crying out, I'm going down
On the edge and I need You now, my Savior"
"Hey Donna, Jessica just sent us a shit load of paperwor-" Harvey started to say.
BOOM!
Harvey froze as he walked through the front door. He quickly dropped the folders in his hand onto the ground and ran down the hall towards the worrying noise which was followed by an intense amount of cursing.
"Donna? Donna, what happened?" He shouted. He burst into the kitchen and froze when he finally laid eyes on the scene in front of him.
"Secretaries that work for Harvey Specter were not meant to be in the kitchen..." Donna muttered as she slowly placed the empty flour bag in her hand onto the table.
He stared at her flour covered body and up at the science goggles on her face and suddenly burst out laughing. Donna narrowed her eyes at her hysterical partner.
"You think this is funny, do you? Let's see how much you like flour covered hugs." She said dangerously. He mock paled.
"No..." He said in horror before he promptly ran down the hall.
"Why are you running away now, Specter? I thought you weren't scared of anything?" She shouted as she ran after him.
"'Cause my beautiful hair is too pretty to ruined by the likes of flour!" He called back childishly. She gaped at him.
"Your hair? Do you know how long this is going to take to get out of my hair?" She said indignantly.
"There is a reason I cook in this relationship!" Harvey said in a singsong voice.
"I CAN LEARN, DAMN IT!" She growled as they ran down another hall. Harvey laughed as he ran around a corner and froze.
Dead end.
"Oh shit." Harvey muttered as he spun around and instantly got knocked to the ground by a speeding secretary.
OMPH!
A cloud of flour rose to the sky.
"Ha! Success!" Donna declared with her hand in the air as she stared down at her work with a triumphant smile on her face. Now they both looked like they just survived a kitchen explosion. Harvey blinked some of the flour out of his eyes and suddenly gave her a devious grin.
The next thing she knew Harvey had flipped them around and now she was the one lying on the ground with a smirking flour covered lawyer leaning on top of her.
"Who's the loser now?" He asked wagging his eyebrows at her. She brushed some flour off his nose and smiled when he looked like he was about to sneeze.
"Not me." She said softly.
A/N: The song is almost over you guys. I'll make sure to end it with a bang! :)