Chapter 20 - You Complete Me

Well, she definitely wasn't expecting that.

Just before opening the door, whilst slowly inhaling a calming breath, she grabbed and held the door handle for a few moments to collect herself. She peered back towards Rachel, who was wide eyed and eager to find out who was at the door. After a little encouraging nod from her friend, Donna pulled her door open and he was there. He was soon becoming a familiar fixture in the doorframe of 206, more so lately than he's ever been, still looking beyond words handsome in his finely tailored dark grey suit and black tie.

'Harvey, I'm...' she began with a mumble, not sure on what to even say as she caught sight of a hand-tied bunch of peonies in front of her, which had taken her attention and smelt amazing.

'Shh, no. Not yet.' He lifted his hand slowly to her mouth and placed his finger gently on her lips. She resisted the delicious temptation to kiss it, as she wasn't sure on his next move or what he was even thinking.

'Before you tell me what you're going to tell me and before I ask what I want to ask, we have something way more important to do...'

Donna looked sheepishly to the side of her, knowing Harvey was unaware of Rachel's presence in the next room.

'Umm,' Donna bit her bottom lip gently, while figuring out how this was going to unfold. 'Rachel's here, so I don't think...'

He chuckled, 'That won't be an issue.'

'Really?' Her eyebrow quirked wondering what this man was implying and throwing him a 'what are you talking about Specter' look.

'I do believe you wanted to show me something? I also believe I'm allowed in my own office now?' His Cheshire Cat grin lit up his face as he passed Donna her favourite flowers.

'You got my text.' It wasn't a question. She smiled as she took the peonies from his hand.

'I got your text.' He confirmed using the same non questioning tone, still smiling. 'Now, as much as I'd love to stand in your doorway all evening, Ray is waiting downstairs to take us to the office.'

'Have you not been back yet?' Her head tilting slightly in confusion.

'Are you kidding me?' He smirked, 'Do you know how much shit my interior designer would give me if I saw it first without her? She can be quite the hardass you know.' She pursed her lips together, holding back her laugh. 'Yeah, damn straight! Well, your hardass interior designer needs to get her coat.'

As Donna stepped back inside, Harvey followed her in and waited in the entrance hallway.

'Hey Rachel,' he acknowledged the shadow, which he knew was hovering around the corner of the living room listening to their encounter.

Sheepishly, she peeked out, red wine firmly gripped in her hand with a grin on her face.

'Hey Harvey, didn't see you there...' she winced.

'Rach, I'm so sorry. You can stay if you want, but I just need to go to the firm with Harvey.'

'No worries, I'll be fine. Although, I can't promise I won't try on your shelf of Manolos and that new green dress I was eyeing up earlier...'

Donna laughed, 'Have fun Rach.'

'I suppose I'll take our shitty Thai home to Mike,' She placed her wine down on the table.

'Really?' Harvey finally spoke, 'She talked you into that place?' He cringed.

'Sadly yes, but no worries Mike will eat it.

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After grabbing her coat and zipping up her long black boots, Donna headed out of the door, closely followed by Harvey.

The journey to the office seemed to last a little longer than what she'd expected, mainly because they were both avoiding the conversation that they each knew they were going to have at some point that evening. But for now, silence had never been so golden.

The metal doors parted and opened up the foyer of PSL; the place where only a mere few hours ago they were last stood together in a somewhat compromising gathering, which had yet to be mentioned.

'I really think we shoul...' Donna began again after sensing the tension building on the elevator ride up. She didn't need to finish, Harvey stopped her.

'No, not before you get to show me why apparently everyone in London thinks you're amazing,' he pulls her towards him by her waist with a gentle smile and almost whispers in her ear, even though there's no one around. 'But I knew how amazing you were from the moment I first met you.' Donna saw straight through he's attempt at making a point of what Thomas had said. On his instruction, she brushed over it and decided not to comment.

'Well. I hope you're not expecting a giant pink ribbon and big scissors...' she looped her arm through his and walked with him down to his newly Donna'ed office.

'Damn it.' He laughed as the approached his glass door. 'I'd been practising,' he smirked as they walked past her old desk.

She eyed him suspiciously, knowing full well he was trying to lighten the mood. A little squeeze of his hand relaxed her as she took a deep breath.

'Well, as promised, I have worked my Donna magic and now you have an office that finally fits the decade we are in...'

He tilted his head slightly with an amused smile, licking his lips, desperately trying not to kiss her before actually seeing what she was obviously so proud of. With a flick of the switch outside the door, Harvey's office lit up serenely with warm, low levelled lighting, accentuating his main areas; his desk, the black brushed leather couch and the table. He was impressed, he took in each detail she had so precisely placed and knew how much thought and time had gone into his new designs.

'Don't worry, not a scratch on your Miles Davis,' she grinned as he smoothed his hand over the dark mahogany shelf which housed his most prized collection.

'I hope so too, but you've obviously learned from last time,' he threw her a smirk as he placed both hands along the back of his new couch.

'Donna, I don't know what to say,'

'That makes a change...' she moved a small lamp on his desk so slightly anyone wouldn't have noticed the difference, but she did.

His jaw fixed and his dark eyes draw to hers, 'Donna,' his voice losing the recent joviality, 'this is perfect, and it proves how much you know me and even before I saw it finished, I knew it would be. Because it's you. You make everything amazing including us and especially me.' He stepped towards her, his hands fixing at her waist pulling her closer to graze his lips across hers. She allowed his mouth to cover hers as he kissed her, lightly, slowly still fixed on her eyes.

'I mean it Donna, we have something that so many people wish they had. I'm not worried about anyone,' he answered her thoughts like he was reading her mind. She felt her breath hitch, his words making her heart leap out of her chest, her whole body melting against his. She weaved her arms up around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss again, sweeping her hands through his hair, dishevelling each strand.

For a moment, she pulled away. 'I should have said something before, when you told me what happened with Scottie, but I just... I was in the moment with you. You were all that I was thinking of, whatever happened in London stayed there for me.'

'But does Kessler know that?' his eye brow rising questionably as he drew circles on her hip with his thumb.

'I don't know what he was playing at today. We spent time together in London, it was nice... but,' she brushed her hand gently across his cheek, feeling the beginning of a stubble growth, 'he wasn't you.'

His lips crashed back on to hers, claiming her mouth, tasting deeper with each brush of his tongue against hers. He pulled her tighter, letting her feel his warmth and the security of never letting her go again.

'For the past few years I've had something missing, all along I knew it was you. No one will cause me to question that Donna. You complete me.'

She smiled at his words, her breath caught in her throat, taking in his handsome face in the soft light. 'You're it for me. You're my everything.'

After what seemed like an expanse on time, Donna suddenly pulled away.

'Hey mister,' she tapped his shoulder, 'you do realise though for the next week, I'm going to be all Louis's?'

'Yes, I do believe he emailed me a timetable for visitation rights...' he laughed as he nodded towards his laptop, which Donna had replaced from Jessica's office onto his own desk.

'Well, with you being the best closer the city has ever seen, I'm sure you can find some loopholes in that...?'

'Damn straight I will,' he gently pulled her towards him. 'Now, how about we go back and order some decent Thai food and I thank you properly for my new office?'

'Sounds good to me Specter.'