Don't own anything ... I love stories where Miranda and Andy get caught being cute nad cuddly so that's where all my stories manifest from. Enjoy! Written on an iPad, which I'm new to, please excuse any typos.

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The front door of the townhouse closed softly behind an exhausted Miranda. The day had been hellish from the moment she woke up. Andrea, who was now living with Miranda and the twins, was sick with the flu which made Miranda stress and worry over here love all day. Irv was being insufferable as he tried his best to get under Miranda's skin, and the more it the Editor made it seem like it wasn't working the more annoying the little man became. No one seemed to be able to do their jobs all day. "The incompetence really", Miranda mumbled to herself as she thought of her day.

Not bothering to hang her coat, she tossed it in the decorative chair by the staircase. Leaning on to the banister she toed off her 5 inch Blaniks. Softly padding up the stairs she smiled into Cassidys room as she turned off the light. The girls were with their father for the next several days. Cassidy was infamous for packing the last minute and running out of the door still stuffing her luggage.

Moving to the Master bedroom where she expected to find her Andrea she frowned when she noticed the room was empty. The bed perfectly made. She headed to the Master bathroom only to find the lights out and empty. "Where is this silly girl", Miranda mumbled and she began to look for Andea.

It didn't take long before she found her young love. In the study, Andrea was curled up on the couch half covered with the blanket kept there, snoring lightly with tissues littered all around. Normally the messy site would have annoyed her if it had been anyone else. Not with her Andrea. Her Andrea could do no wrong. She quickly picked up the used tissues and disposed of them in the wastebasket.

Miranda gently lifted Andrea and sat with the brunette draped on her lap. Moaning softly Andrea snuggled into the older woman and instantly clung to her. The older woman smiled as she heard her love mumble her name. Wrapping her arms around her love she caressed her back and kissed the top of her head.

At that moment Miranda decided that once the book was delivered it would wait until the morning. Lifting the blanket to cover both Andrea and herself she knew there was nothing anywhere near as important than laying with her young lover.

Miranda couldn't help but laughter softly as Andrea moved in her sleep burying her face in the older woman's cleavage and moaning softly. Running her fingers through the brown locks, a smile never leaving her face, she thought to herself "Even in her sleep she's insatiable".

Rubbing her back a bit firmer she gently called out to the brunett, "Darling...". Groaning the brunette snuggled deeper. Miranda then scratched the back of her head and spoke closer to her ear, "My darling girl...". Shifting Andrea moved her head hand under Mirandas white button down shirt and pressed her cheek to her chest. The editor laughed and rolled her eyes as she felt drool on her. "M'anda?, mumbled Andrea sleepily. Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, "Sweatheart did you eat?, Miranda asked as she continued scratching the back of the brunettes head.

"Uh-uh" Miranda hummed her disapproval. Andre's armed squeezed around Miranda "sontbemad M'anda. Sick." Unable to stay upset at her, Miranda smiled and hugged the brunette to her kissing her head, "Yes Darling, but we must take care of ourselves even when sick". She shook her head as she heard the younger woman let out a pathetic whine.

Just then she heard the front food open and the clicking of heels. Calling out softly, "Emily", Miranda stayed in her position holding the sleeping beauty in her arms. "Yes Miran-oh!" The read head appeared with her eyes opened in shock at the scene in front of her. While she knew that the Editor and Andrea were not in a relationship, even though she didn't understand it one bit, it still shocked her to see Miranda's displays of affection over size 6 woman.

Miranda didn't bother hiding her amusement. "Emily are you in a hurry to be anywhere tonight?" "No Miranda, do you need anything?" Emily's eyes grew bigger as she watched Miranda begin to scratch Andre'as back and continually kiss her head. "Cara left some soup and toast for dinner, would you mind heating it up for me please? You may go in a bit later tomorrow if it cuts in to your personal time."

Emily just about fell over hearing the editor utter the word 'please'.

-A/N I have more to continue, but need to get to bed - posting to see your feedback a so far. Thanks guys!