Harvey walks down the stairs with a sigh.
Another night spent kissing asses and feigning interest, another night spent solo as Jessica’s charming right hand, tactfully drumming up clients. How boring.
Harvey begins to make his rounds on the bottom floor, kissing Elise Stone on the cheek, asking after her father, her kids, smiles like a good little closer and keeps his eye roll in check when she goes into more detail than necessary and tells him all about how little Jordan is destined to be the next Tiger Woods. (If by some rare chance - Harvey would guess not - she actually means cheating on his wife with their nanny, just like Mr. Stone, then she’s probably on the right track.)
Still, it’ll be worth it tomorrow when Elise calls Jessica and tells her how charming he was, what a good listener he is, and isn’t it interesting, but our company’s been looking to switch firms for a while now.
Nevertheless, boring.
Harvey weaves his way through the crowd, waves off a waiter with a tray of food with a shake of the head. If only-
Well, now. That’s interesting. And he’d seemed so firm when he rejected Harvey’s invitation yesterday.
Harvey watches as he walks in, adjusting his cuff links nervously, eyes shifting around the room like he just needs one reason to bolt and he’ll take it. Scrap the whole thing, and pretend he was never there.
His face seems to settle a little as he locks eyes on Harvey and he takes a deep breath, smiles a little, holds his hand out to the side, almost a surrender. Like he had no choice in saying yes. He’s more right about that than he knows.
“Mike. I’m glad you came.”
He scratches the back of his neck. “Yeah, uh…it’s a little hard to say no to a guy who sends a perfectly fitted, custom tux to your apartment. I’m afraid to ask how you knew my measurements.”
Harvey gives his body a long, slow look and looks up at Mike, the edges of his mouth just beginning to turn up into a smile. “I’ve always been good at guessing.”
“You know, there are easier, less expensive ways to ask a guy out.”
“I tried easy, you said no.” Mike bows his head, looks away. “That’s alright. I’ve never been afraid of a little hard work. Especially not if it’ll get me what I want.”
Mike looks at him, swallows. “Well, I’m here, so…looks like your hard work paid off.”
Harvey steps slowly toward him, erases all space between them. “Oh, I’m not even close to being done. I’m going to win you over and over and over again, until you wonder why you ever said no in the first place.”
Mike licks his lips, sucks in a breath. “And what if I tell you no, over and over and over again?”
“Oh…you’ll say yes.”
“How do you know that?”
Harvey grins. “Because I’m a closer, Mike. It’s what I do.”
(Source: heartsuits)
