He doesn't want to force Mike to do something he doesn't want to. Harvey is too in love with that. But it was the right decision. Mike won't be able to build a relationship with someone who doesn't know about his secret. He doesn't know how to lie to those he loves. Therefore, all that remains for Harvey is to pat the newcomer on the back, gently touching the edge of hair growth and invite him to drink.
Now is the time for this. And if Mike falls asleep upset and drunk on Harvey's couch, continuing to cuddle under someone else's hands, then who is Harvey to deny a puppy a roof over his head? He has no malicious intent. Of course not. It's just that Harvey was the first to light stars in cornflower blue eyes, and he's going to be the only one. All he needs is to remove a sweet and kind assistant from the field of view of his equally sweet and kind assistant.
And if Harvey looks happier than usual the next day, you can sue him. Be prepared that he will rip you off like a stick, even though all this is the pure truth.
"So", Donna enters without asking, as usual, and looks piercingly, as if she already has the answers … as usual.
Harvey just arches an expressive eyebrow. The first rule if you are brought in for questioning is to close your mouth, you are not obliged to say anything.
Donna repeats his gesture and folds her arms over her chest, looking at him with a slight condescension. The prosecution went on the attack!
"Okay", Donna snorts and unceremoniously sits down on the chair in front of him.
"Yesterday you gave Mike a lecture about relationships, then took him out for a drink, and today you look too pleased for a man who was tormented by guilt because his assistant is a golden retriever who suffers for a girl. There's something wrong here", Donna doesn't ask—she claims.
"I still don't hear the question," Harvey shrugs.
Donna stares intently into his eyes and suddenly gasps. Her face lights up with an epiphany, and her gaze becomes predatory and dangerous. The blood is already in the water, and the shark can smell the victim.
"There was no guilt', Donna leans back in her chair.
Only she manages to sit on these uncomfortable chairs as if she is a queen who has condescended to receive servants. This woman is gorgeous.
"You didn't want him to date her because you only wanted him for yourself".
"It was the right choice, and I want to remind you that you agreed with him," Harvey shrugs.
"Yes, but you didn't deny it".
"What's the point if you've already decided everything?" — counteroffensive.
"Oh, Harvey, it won't work on me — expected failure".
" What do you want to hear?", Harvey looks at her wearily. "I said what I had to say. Did I know that this would lead to certain consequences when…"
"Will the puppy be vulnerable, and will you be able to pick him up? Donna chuckles".
"Harvey," Donna's tone suddenly becomes serious. "If you started this game, then don't hurt him. Mike doesn't deserve this".
"Who do you take me for?", Harvey winces because Donna is unconsciously voicing his fears.
"For a man who does not know how to show emotions, and who hides any affection behind a thick—skinned armour", her answer is honest and ruthless as always. "Mike is all emotions, Harvey".
"And because of that, we have so many problems," he says.
"And that's why you like working with him so much. Think about it".
Donna stands up and straightens the folds of her dress.
"Do it or leave Rachel's boyfriend".
She leaves, clicking her heels loudly on purpose, looking so much like a proud lioness. Mike flies in after him, carrying folders. Tired and sleepless, but collected. Harvey looks him in the eye and thinks trying would be an insult.
Harvey will just do it. As always.
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