Harvey stared at Mike sleeping on his couch, he was surprised that almost nothing had happened after his little confession. No sex. No kissing. Hell if Harvey hadn't insisted that they sleep together because it would be safer the cuddling with Harvey's arms wrapped tightly around Mike's body and Mike's back pressed firmly to his chest, and their fingers interlaced at Mike's chest probably would never have happened. Of course it didn't last. Mike had gotten up in the middle of the night and come in the living room to sleep on the couch. "Mike." Harvey whispered, pushing at the sleeping figure. "Mi-ike." He pushed at him again.

"What?" Mike said rubbing at his eyes and starting to sit himself up but got a little woozy on the way. Harvey reached out with his free hand and helped him to a sitting position, not spilling a drop of the coffee in his hand. He took a quick sip then pressed it into Mike's hands.

"So, you don't like my bed?" Harvey's eyes were dead serious even though he tried to keep the conversation light. "I mean I know that we aren't together or anything but you weren't protesting when I started to snuggle with you…"

"Harvey. I came in here because I had an epiphany, not to get away from you." Mike muttered grabbing a wrinkled up folder that he had apparently fallen asleep on.

"An epiphany about what?" Harvey asked taking the folder, sitting down on the coffee table, and looking at the highlighted sections in front of him. "You don't think it's the Mason's. You think it's Evanga-Corp." Mike nodded. "Makes sense. Definitely explains why they are squeaky clean." Harvey laid the folder down on the coffee table. "So, to more important matters, you weren't trying to get away from me last night?"

"Of course not."

"But, the case seemed more interesting than staying in bed with me."

"Of course not." Mike repeated then continued. "I just realized something and wanted to have some foundation to show to you by the time you woke up." Mike looked away uncomfortably, he may have a lot more feelings than Harvey about most things, but he wasn't that great at handling them. "Look I don't like the Masons but it's not about who I do or do not like. It's about winning right, and if we can't go after them then we should go after the people who are actually doing something sketchy and not just giving the sketchy vibe."

"Stop steering the conversation away from what I'm trying to talk about." Harvey complained. He slid to the edge of the table and grabbed Mike's legs pulling him to the edge of the couch. Mike leaned forward. "You did a really good job." Harvey admitted to him. "but, if you wanted to impress me…"

"I wasn't."

"Stop interrupting, geeze." Harvey said. "But, if you wanted to impress me you should have just kissed me good morning." Harvey saw Mike's face begin to flush, his ears getting red with heat, his eyes getting a little wider. "Come here." Harvey said, putting a hand on the back of his neck and pulling Mike toward him, closing the distance between their lips.

Harvey didn't know why people said they seen fireworks. It's wasn't fireworks, it was just fire. Hot, hot fire, that started in his chest and went straight into his belly and down a bit lower. Mike's tongue skimmed his lower lip, asking, no, begging for a deeper kiss. Harvey slightly opened his mouth, allowing Mike the faintest taste of Harvey's tongue. Harvey slowed the kiss down before pulling away all together. "Good boy." He muttered and stood up pulling Mike along with him, pulling him close, holding him tightly against his body. "With everything that's going on you sure you want to do this?"

"I've never wanted to do something so badly." Mike admitted.

"Good." Harvey said smoothing his hand down Mike's back, resting it on the curve of his ass. "Go get dressed we still have to go to work, and we are already late." Mike nodded and then Harvey gave a quick sharp slap to the cheek he had under his hand. Mike groaned and leaned against him. "Interesting, we'll try that sometime, now go." Harvey released him and Mike began to walk toward the bedroom.

"Hey Harvey, snuggling? Really?"

"Shut up." Harvey said motioning for him to keep going.

"I'm just saying…"

"I'm just saying that if you aren't dressed in the next three minutes you aren't going to be naked around me anytime soon." Mike turned on his heel and walked to the bedroom leaving a smirking Harvey standing in the middle of the room, wishing that he didn't have a voice in the back of his mind telling him this is the first time in ten years that he actually has had to close his shades over his windows.

Harvey lounged on the couch when he heard footsteps coming through the kitchen into the living room. Mike stopped in front of him and looked at him strangely. "What?" Harvey asked not looking from his phone to see Mike's expression.

"Would you really put me on restriction before we even have sex."

Harvey began to smirk again and finally looked up at Mike. "No, I just wanted to see if you were thinking about it."

"About what?"

"Us. Having sex." Harvey stood up. "You ready? Ray's downstairs."

"You were testing my dirty thoughts." Mike complained, eyebrows knitting closer in the center, worry lines creasing his forehead. He was obviously uncomfortable with the idea of Harvey knowing the things he thinks about him. And more importantly the two of them together.

"Don't be such a girl. I was thinking about it too." Harvey said putting one arm around Mike waist and pulling him close, their lips touching quickly as if this was a morning routine that had been going on for years instead of the first time it had happened.

Mike stood a little closer than usual to Harvey in the elevator. In the car though he tried to sit on the opposite side like usual, making Harvey completely annoyed. "Mike. Get. Over. Here." He demanded. Mike looked at him.

"Are you serious? Dude, Ray's here."

"So what?" Harvey asked then looked to the front. "Ray, do you have a problem with Mike sitting a bit closer to me?" Harvey asked looking toward the front of the car.

"Course not, boss." Ray said a certain twinkle in his eye not lost to Harvey.

"See, now, come here." Mike unbuckled and slid close to Harvey, their thighs touching. Harvey laid his hand on Mike's knee, squeezing just a bit and Mike, taking a chance, laid his hand on top of Harvey's. "You're starting to get it." Harvey muttered smirking at his associate.

"You know we can't do this at the office right?"

"Why do you think I want you so close before we go in?" Harvey smiled for real and Mike quickly pushed himself up to kiss Harvey's smiling lips, quickly, chastely, but sweetly. "Mmmm." Harvey hummed into the kiss. Mike's hand grabbed onto lightly to Harvey's leg, and slid about half way up his thigh before Harvey stopped him. "Hey, calm down. It's only a thirty minute ride, not nearly long enough to get me off, and I'm not going into work with a hard on."

"Shouldn't you be more worried about your suit if I were to get you off."

"No, because you would swallow." Harvey deadpanned, making Mike's stomach do flips.

"Um, how do you figure that?"

"Because I would tell you to and you wouldn't want to disappoint me." Mike had never been so hot in his entire life. He wanted Ray to pull the car over and give them a couple of hours to indulge themselves. Then Harvey's phone started to ring and Mike was reminded of the phone call the night before and backed off of Harvey quickly, not wanting Harvey to feel like he was crowding him. Harvey gave him a 'what are you doing' look as he put the phone up to his ear "Harvey Specter" and pulled Mike back up against his side. Mike didn't just feel comfortable there. He felt safe. He curled his legs up onto the seat and snuggled closer to Harvey's side. "Thanks, yeah leave them on my desk." Harvey pressed a button on the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Who was that?"

"Donna."

"What did she want?"

"To tell me that the Mason's brought by their financials and a couple of other files that my very sexy associate was going to have to look through."

"Donna said that?"

"Most of it. I just added in some facts that I know to be true as well." Mike grinned at him. "Like the fact that some of those files aren't going to be financials." Mike frowned then and rolled his eyes, starting to playfully back away before Harvey pulled him tighter against him. "Kiss me." He said softly, dragging Mike into a better position, straddling his lap. Mike obliged. Pressing his lips to Harvey's, Mike reveled in the feel of Harvey's hands smoothing down his jacket, squeezing at his ass, rubbing up his sides. But it was over far too quickly as Ray pulled to a smooth stop in front of Pearson and Hardman. Mike kissed Harvey one last quick time before rolling off his lap and straightening himself out. Harvey's phone rang again. "Harvey Specter." He answered but the smile he wore quickly faded. "What do you want from us?" Harvey growled, grabbing Mike's wrist and holding him in the car. "Fuck you." Harvey muttered and ended the call. "When you get out, don't act startled at all, act complete normal, tell a joke, something, don't give them what they want." Harvey kissed Mike forehead. "Let's go." He offered Mike his hand and Mike held tightly to it as they got out of the car and started toward the entrance. Mike laughed a little, acting like he had just been told a joke and Harvey looked at him smiling, if this wasn't an act to keep crazy people at bay, it would have been nice. They got to the entrance and Harvey let go of Mike's hand. "It's not that I don't want people to know. It's just policy."

"Harvey, I get it. Professional in the work place." Mike smiled. Harvey didn't' need to explain something like that to him, he got it. He got Harvey. Even though holding Harvey's hand might make him feel more at ease right now, it wouldn't' do anything for them professionally, so he kept his hands to himself and sucked it up like a real man should.

Hey guys,

so i've had a little time to myself to be able to write, hoping to get another chapter out tonight, but not making any promises. Anyway. DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! it makes me write more!

Always,

Alice