The next morning, when Harvey got in the car, Ray was grinning hard. "Good morning, boss. Should we go pick up Mike?"

"Good morning, Ray. Why would we do that?"

"He can walk? And bike?" Ray grinned through the rearview mirror.

"Of course he can. We just grabbed a bite, that's all."

"Oh, no hugging or kissing?"

"Well, if you must know, we did kiss." Harvey licked his lips at the beautiful memory.

"How many times?"

"Ray."

"Come on! I'm your mentor! I need to know so I can guide you to the right path!"

Harvey glared. "More than once. Now quit teasing me. A mentor's not supposed to tease."

"But you tease Mike all the time!"

"That's different. He's very teasable."

"I think you could be teasable too."

"Will you just start driving already?"

Ray nodded with a broad smile on his face. He loved that he could help Harvey; his boss had always been very generous and kind to him that he had wanted to return some of the favor.

"So what's your next move? You can't just keep kissing him."

"I can't?"

Ray smiled warmly. "You're Harvey Specter. You always do things right. Mike's a sweet kid. He deserves someone who'd love him properly."

Harvey couldn't argue with that.

"What do I do then? He kissed me back but I don't think he's in love with me."

"Yet. Not in love with you yet. But no worries, Harvey. After I'm done teaching you everything I know, you'll be having trouble because he'll be clinging to you all the time."

Harvey chuckled. He would very much like to have Mike close to him all the time. "I'm glad I have such a confident mentor."

Ray beamed. "Happy to help."

Then he proceeded to teach his boss all about wooing. "Ah, but you don't have an eidetic memory. I don't want to be blamed if something goes wrong with Mike because you couldn't remember the details properly."

"I think you've spent too much time with the puppy, Ray. My memory's just fine."

"Sorry, Harvey, but love is serious business. I'll ask Donna to type it up for you."

Harvey looked into the rearview mirror to check if his driver was joking. But, alas, what he saw was a serious man on a mission.

His guidebook was ready late in the afternoon. Donna was kind enough to make it available both in hard copy and in .txt which had already been downloaded to his phone.

"Unbelievable." Harvey groaned at his secretary. He did ask for Ray's help, but with a guidebook, he felt like a child who didn't know anything. "Besides, what's with Cupid on the cover? And, what are these hideous love arrows?"

"Why, you're welcome, Harvey. It took me and Ray only two hours to get everything right, including the images." Donna crossed her arms.

Harvey let out a sigh. "Thanks, but was this really necessary?"

"But of course! How else are you going to remember all the details when you're busy sweating and stuttering in front of Mike?"

Harvey grumbled. "Remind me to turn off the intercom the next time Mike comes in."

"Not a chance."

Donna grinned and flipped the guidebook to page 3. "I know you won't read the whole thing properly, so I've highlighted the most important tips that you could use right away."

Harvey read tip #1: Expensive gifts can be a burden at first. Instead, give him compliments and help him with little things in his everyday life.

"He's neither a voluntary worker nor an invalid." Harvey pointed out.

"Harvey, you can't reap the benefits without doing the hard work. If you want to kiss Mike and press something other than your mouth against him, you'll have to woo him as if you're wooing a client."

"But…"

"No 'but's!" Donna lifted a menacing finger. "It's simple, Harvey. Mike deserves the very best and you're going to be your best for him. Or Mike falls in love with someone else, and you'll murder that unfortunate human being and Jessica will have to represent you. Which one sounds better to your ungrateful ears?"

Harvey made a face but answered, "The first one."

"Excellent choice! So when Mike comes in later to give you an update, you're going to say nice things about his work, his eyes, and whatever else you want to compliment. Are we clear?"

Harvey nodded and glared at the red-haired devil who left his office with a satisfied grin.

A couple of hours later, Mike did come in with an update. Harvey let Mike sit in one of the chairs in front of his desk and listened to what he had to say.

"Great job. You did very well." Harvey meant it. It was easy to appreciate Mike's work.

"Thanks!" Mike smiled his usual 'Oh my god, for once, my uncaring boss appreciates my work!' smile.

Harvey felt light-headed at Mike's dazzling smile. His heart had just skipped a beat and he felt as if blood was leaving his brain and heading south.

"Mike?"

"Yeah?" Mike sat back down. He had stood up to leave but apparently Harvey had something to say.

"Has anyone ever told you how breathtaking your eyes are?" Harvey wanted to cut off his tongue. He had meant to choose another word, but obviously the lack of blood in his brain was making things hard.

Mike couldn't stop himself from sporting a brighter smile. "Thanks, Harvey. I've heard 'pretty', 'beautiful', and 'mesmerizing', but no, I haven't heard 'breathtaking' before."

Harvey felt a ball of fire build up in his stomach. "Who the hell said your eyes were mesmerizing?"

Mike's eyes grew wide at the venom in Harvey's voice. Was he jealous of Jenny?

"Uh, nobody important. She was just being nice. That's all."

Unfortunately, the answer didn't satisfy Harvey. "I want a name." He hissed.

"I don't remember it. I saw her only once."

"Bullshit. You have an eidetic memory, remember?"

Mike bit his lips. Given Harvey's murderous glare, Mike was genuinely worried about Jenny's safety.

"Why do you need a name anyway? Nobody says anything nice about me anymore. I'm with you now."

Mike had said that only to help his jealous boss calm down, but now that he thought about it, perhaps it was the truth. He had kissed Harvey back which meant that he had enjoyed it and even if he wasn't in love, people were in relationships all the time trying to figure out their feelings, right?

Mike took a glance at Harvey's expression. His words must have worked as he saw his boss relax in his chair. He didn't look like a person who was about to commit murder anymore.

"I think I should go back to work." Mike got up.

"Have dinner with me?" The words left Harvey's mouth as naturally as exhaled air.

Mike hesitated. He had a lot of work to do.

"I'll buy you the most expensive burger in town."

Then, Harvey remembered tip #1. "I mean, you'll look gorgeous if you have burgers in you."

"What?" Mike had never heard such a weird compliment in his life.

"Ah, of course you already look absolutely gorgeous but adding a few burgers would make your cheeks look more adorable and…" Harvey closed his mouth with the hand that wasn't holding a pen. He was being impossible.

Outside the office, Donna was trying her best to muffle her laughter. It wouldn't look good for Harvey if she, the fine secretary of the best senior partner in the firm, giggled her brains out.

'Oh lord, what did I do to deserve such a treat? I could print out hundreds of love guidebooks if that's what got me dying out here.'

She had trouble to believe that Harvey was failing so miserably at asking Mike out for dinner. The Harvey that everyone knew had no problem whatsoever wooing clients. He got eccentric clients every once in a while, but Harvey handled them as well as it was humanly possible.

'Oh my, I'll need more eye cream tonight. I've laughed too much.'

She checked the contour of her eyes in her hand mirror and watched Mike walk out of the office.

"So should I make a dinner reservation?" She asked sweetly. The puppy looked a little puzzled.

"Uh, yeah, we're getting burgers, I think."

"You think?"

"He said some weird stuff but yeah."

Mike shrugged and headed back to his cubicle. He would have to speed up work if he wanted to look gorgeous by having burgers in him.

"Mm, this burger's great, Harvey! I'm so glad you brought me here!"

Mike smiled so brightly that Harvey had to drop his burger on his plate to grab his flipping heart.

"Problem, Harvey? Don't tell me you can't digest these wonderful burgers. That would be a real shame." Mike said as he took another bite with those lovely, lovely lips.

"I'm fine. You want another one?"

"Haha, no thanks. I'm almost full. I'll just finish the fries if you don't mind."

"Knock yourself out."

"Thanks." Mike smiled again and Harvey felt light-headed.

"You know, you should give me some kind of a warning before smiling like that." Harvey wanted to shoot himself in the mouth but the words had already left his mouth.

"Why would you need a warning?"

"Because I don't want to pass out due to lack of oxygen."

Mike looked amused. "Are you trying to say that I have a nice smile?"

Harvey wished Mike wouldn't ask such obvious questions. It was a waste of time and words. "Yes, I am."

Mike laughed. He liked this side of Harvey. From what he gathered, he was the only one who got to fully enjoy this aspect of him. It made him feel special and privileged.

"You're so sweet, Harvey. You know that? I always knew you had a big heart locked up and guarded. I'm glad you finally decided to give your heart the freedom that it deserves." Mike's smile was warm.

"What did I tell you about warning me?" Harvey's tone was gentle.

Mike giggled. "I think most people would like to see their dates smile, Harvey."

"I never said you shouldn't smile. I just said I'd like a warning first. And, haven't you noticed? I'm not like most people."

"Well, that's true. I knew that the moment we met. Most people would've reported me straight to the police without asking me what was going on. You have no idea how much I appreciate that."

"Actually, it wasn't for your own good. I needed to find an associate and there were only Harvard douche bags that day."

"But we had only shook hands before I spilled weed all over the floor. You couldn't have possibly thought that I might be useful."

"Donna winked at me right before you came in, so I already knew that you were different. I just had to listen to your story before deciding anything."

Mike started to smile again but then he realized what he was doing. "Oh! I'm going to smile now! Brace yourself!"

They both burst into laughter at Mike actually warning him.

"I love your laughter lines, Harvey. You should smile more often." Mike reached out and touched the lines around Harvey's left eye.

"Donna usually scolds me for adding wrinkles." Harvey said good-heartedly.

"I'm sure she doesn't mean it."

"I think she means it. She got me eye cream for my last birthday."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, she even showed me how to apply it properly. I've never rolled my eyes so much in five minutes."

Mike loved listening to little memories of Harvey and Donna before he came into the picture. "What else did she give you for your birthday? She's worked for you for seven years, right?"

"You want to know?"

"Well, that's why I asked."

"If you want answers, you'll have to go out with me." Harvey said as he remembered tip #2 from his guidebook: You can't just feed him every night. Find something that both of you will enjoy.

"Am I not already out with you?" Mike gestured at the whole restaurant.

"One date for one answer. What do you say?" Harvey always felt comfortable making deals.

"So I have to go out with you six times to find out what else Donna gave you for your birthdays."

"Exactly."

Harvey knew that Mike could just call Donna and ask, but he also knew that Mike would like to play this game if he really was another him. And, by the way, who wouldn't want to spend time with him?

"Deal." Mike made his decision.

"Good. We should shake hands to finalize the deal." Harvey offered. He just liked to do things right.

"You know, in 'Supernatural', they always close a deal by kissing a demon."

"Are you calling me a demon?"

"Haha, I don't exactly see you as an angel." Mike stuck out his tongue.

"Get that tongue in my mouth already then."

Harvey tried to forget about the cheesy lines and thoughts that had haunted him all evening and leaned in for a kiss.