Clothes
Not touching each other had always been an unspoken rule between them, a way to maintain a safe distance.
However, like every rule, there always has been an exception.
There was a slight moment where they allowed themselves to flirt. Donna gave herself permission to adjust Harvey's clothes or fix his hair when she felt it was necessary. It became one of her favorite moments, a brief intimacy that made her heart race like a teenager's.
Little did she know at the time that this act of intimacy would extend into their daily lives someday. Now, every morning before work, Donna ties his tie, straightens the lapels of his jacket, and smooths out any stray hairs.
Donna also didn't know that what she would long for the most would be to come home in the evening and take charge of unraveling and disheveling everything about Harvey that she had carefully put into place hours before.
She also didn't know that Harvey, naked, wholly messy, and scruffy, making her feel like the most desired woman in the world, would be the one that would definitely become her favorite.
