Andy looked at himself in the mirror. It had been three years since paris and he had transition to full blown hunk of a man. He was writing under the Mirror as well as keeping up a modeling job on the side. TUrns out testosterone does wonders.

"Come on Andy you can do this" he said aloud to his reflection. He spit out a mouth full of toothpaste and went to his wardrobe for a shirt and tie. The brown eyed boy was about to go into Runway. The hellmouth with Miranda herself. He had reluctantly agreed to pose for runway.

Just think it's one shoot she won't even recognize you. Look at you, your sideburns and big hands you look massive compared to last time.

xxxxxxxxxxxx

Andy walked right into Neils office. "Hey buddy" Andy said in his deep voice letting it crack at the top of his greeting. Neil turned his 5'6 self and smiled at the broad shouldered 5'9 Andy.

" Andy I think she knows"

Andy's knuckles went white

"HOW?" DID YOU SAY SOMETHING HOW DOES SHE KNOW?"

"Andy I don't know she's Miranda, SHe saw your photo and smiled. I swear it was like she was happy to see you" Neigel coughed out and went back to his drawing board.

" She told me to send you to her office right away, oh and love the pants" he said smacking Andy's butt.

"Why thank you Saxe."

"Look who learned something, we just didn't know your fashion sense wasn't meant for women"

"Neigle if I knew that I would have saved a world of trouble."

xxxxxxxx

Andy headed down the hall to the "dragons chambers" Although Andy was in love with Miranda he never thought of her as anyone but a woman who knew what she wanted. If she was a man no one would see her as anything but a man doing his job. But because she's a woman they have a problem. Andy respected her for keeping her icy demeanor but desperately wanted to see the other side of the woman. Knowing full well this was a fantasy and not reality.

"I'm here to see Miranda." Andy said in his deepest voice. He could hear the cracks and he gulped hoping she wouldn't be able to tell.

"Do you have an appointment" Emily said not looking up from her screen at Mr. Nobody.

"I do Neigel sent me over...er...uh so I suppose I do.." I'm mumbling why am i mumbling I know Emily, she's just saying this to get me off her back.

So I did the unthinkable. I just turned and headed in.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YO-

"Emily that is alright, he's a dear old friend." Miranda smiled a genuine smile and looked at me like I was christmas morning.

Emily stood starstruck but finally walked out and closed the doors behind.

I stood still not wanting to break eye contact with miranda. Never wanting to leave this womans side again.

"I" we both said at the same time. Smiling and blushing I laughed. Taking my calloused hand and rubbing my neck. This was gonna be harder than I thought.

"Andre-Andy...Yes I see the charm in the name now" She smirked

"Did you legally change it to Andy..or is it short for something-" she caught herself. The woman suddenly went cold and realized this was business….Maybe she'd overstepped. Looking down and collecting the glasses off the bridge of her nose. The fashion goddess held them with two fingers looking irritated. However for some reason Andy didn't think it was him she was irritated with.

I could see the light that had warmed me inside fading in her eyes. No god, don't go back to the facade.

"ANDREW" I shouted rather quickly and too loud making her head snap up.

"And-rew" The words seemed to swish in her mouth like red wine mixed with milk chocolate. She devoured the words making them her ow. I tried not to moan at the sound of the last syllable.

We both smiled.

"I read your last piece" stopping there I assumed this is where I should fill in the gap.

"What did you think?" I looked at the floor and then at my feet. Something about the woman made me want to do better, to be better. However in front of her I felt like a child either about to be punished or praised.

"It was spectacular…. Andrew."

My ears went red. She opened her mouth to say more. But the phone rang. I was disappointed, even when I worked for her I hung on every last word she spoke. It was a crime to interrupt for more than one reason.

Picking up the phone with her perfectly manicured fingernails. Huh, she kept them shorter than before. Stop it Andy you will not think about the woman fingering you. My adams apple visibly gulped and she saw it and looked away quickly.

"Yes... we will be right down…..we'll have him wait...oh for god sake..he's a photographer not the pope...he can wait!" She rather forcefully set the phone down and from behind her white pristine desk the elegant woman took her coffee and walked around the furniture.

I was ready to follow her..to open the door for her. I didn't know even what I was gonna do...maybe stare blankly. But she beat me to the first move and wrapped her free arm around my bicep.

I flexed automatically and broke out into goosebumps at the warmth of the supposed 'ice queen'.

"Come Andrew we have work to do" she leaned into my ear and I just about died " we will have plenty of time to play later" She almost purred and my knees quaked. However the extremely strong woman held me up and we walked out the double doors.

Emily practically got whiplash looking at the woman of fashion holding the arm of some boy. But I was no longer an errand girl. I was the queen's eye candy. And boy did I hope she had a sweet tooth.