Part 2

"Mhmm, yes… right okay, thank you. Miranda will be in touch" Andy scribbled quickly before putting the phone down. Looking up she sighed when a bandaged Emily scowled at her. The girl still hadn't forgiven her for taking her place in Paris but to be honest and fair she didn't blame her.

"Well I… I think that's all for today" Andy murmured.

Emily looked up and shot her a deathly stare "Are you dismissing me now?"

Andy's shoulders slumped "No, of course not" she pleaded "I'm just saying you look tired, pretty and thin as always, but you were hit by a car not two weeks ago. I think you deserve to go home" she said with kind "Miranda's looking over proofs and will be finished soon. I'll wait for the book, go home, rest"

Emily looked at her without trust "If you're doing this to get back in Miranda's good books your more naïve than I thought" she spat.

Rolling her eyes she chucked her a chocolate bar that was on the side of her desk and smiled when Emily caught it with disgust.

"Go home, eat, rest"

Emily huffed but stood reluctantly. She said nothing but Andy noticed she didn't give back the chocolate bar "Goodnight Emily"

"Don't break anything" the Brit quipped before hobbling away on her crutches.

Andy chuckled "Have a nice night" she murmured.

She watched until the other woman was safely in the lift until she let herself relax a little, she was all prickles these days and if she were honest it was Emily's good books she was trying to get back into as well as Miranda's. With a small sigh she continued to type oblivious to the taller figure watching her. Lost in her own world the she couldn't see as the figure leant against the side of the door and watched in amusement.

"I thought that was my job" she said quietly.

Immediately Andy's head whipped up, her features looking a little startled and out of sorts in answer to her statement.

"I, well, I, it is but…"

Miranda just raised an eyebrow while supressing the urge to smile once again as the girl stuttered and stumbled right into greedy grasp.

"I didn't, I can, do you… uh…"

"I, you, we. What? Speak in sentences child" Miranda snapped.

Andy bit her lip but knew she was right. But what could she do? Every time the woman spoke to her it was like everything stopped and the temperature rose a thousand degrees until she was just a pleading puddle in front of the seductress.

"It, it is your job I just, we usually sort it between us as we know that, that you don't like to be bothered when you work if it can be helped.

Miranda stood silent and observed the younger woman. Last night after their, frivolity she supposed you could call it, she had returned home as quickly as she could. Her heart had pounded and raced like nothing she had ever known, and though she tried with all her might to deny it she couldn't stop thinking about her.

What was worse though was the fact that she hadn't put that damn photo down. She had held it and looked at, practically worshipped it with care right until the moment her eyes had closed and sleep claimed her. But she would never admit it.

"Mmmm"

Andy let the silence settle over them for a moment. She liked it when she was in the older woman's presence and yet it unnerved her and made her insides flutter as those stunning blues observed her.

Shifting she looked at her curiously "You, slept well last night?" and immediately regretted her silly question. It was Miranda Priestly and she was asking her how she had slept? Lord!

But to her astonishment Miranda's lips curled up slightly and Andy's heart skip a beat. But of course it only lasted a second before Miranda walked away.

Andy felt disappointment hit her and sadness sweep through when….

"Andréa" the sultry tone waved its way through to her ears and Miranda's eyes looked back to her briefly, commanding her to follow.

The sadness was quickly swept away like a leaf on the wind as she quickly stood and followed the woman into the closet.

Miranda knew immediately when Andréa was behind her, she could feel her as if it were a sixth sense. And she relished in it.

"What are we doing?" Andy inquired softly, trying to do anything but watch the seductive sway of her boss's hips.

Miranda did not answer though and once again Andy was made to follow. Andy watched and let herself unwind. She had betrayed Miranda and so to see her so relaxed and calm with her so soon after her betrayal was astonishing and endearing. Because she knew these simple actions meant more to her than words ever could.

Step by step Miranda scoured the clothes of the closet. Dress after dress, fingers skimming across various materials and designers like Channel, Westwood, Versace, Valentino and more.

Finally she paused and pulled out a bright red dress. It flowed nicely and was slimming in cut but unlike yesterdays it hung off the body giving it a more Grecian look.

Looking at Miranda she tried her luck "Valentino?"

Miranda's head whipped round and she looked at her in surprise. It made her insides flutter knowing she had, in at least some way, pleased her "So we have learnt something" she quipped before looking back over the dress "Mmmm, yes this will do" she murmured.

Andy smiled and followed her into the beauty department "Change and then sit down" Miranda commanded.

Again Miranda got the makeup and brushes lined up but unlike yesterday she let her eyes pause and linger on Andrea as she changed. Her fitting trousers slid down her long legs revealing smooth skin and dark blue lace panties.

Breathing in she turned away and sorted out the makeup she would need but movement caught her eye in the mirror and she couldn't help but watch as she took off that black jumper and white shirt underneath. Her breath caught and she faltered in her movements. Her body stretched and more skin was revealed. What was happening? She saw naked women every day, but this one, her blood boiled with need. She pursed her lips and looked down.

Andy caught her and blushed watching as Miranda's eyes quickly shifted away.

Slipping it on carefully Miranda came over and adjusted the strap for her, making sure everything fit perfectly.

Smoothing everything over their eyes caught for a brief moment and Andy wasn't sure if she should smile or move away but instead she just stayed and tilted her head "It fits" she said quietly, this being the only coherent thing she could think of

Miranda was caught, her emotions coming to the forefront, something extremely unusual but being Miranda Priestly she quickly regained herself and raised her usual eyebrow "Of course it does"

Andy nodded knowing she was right "Of course" she murmured.

"Sit" Miranda said as she walked away and took off her cardigan.

Just like last night Miranda undid her hair and started taking a brush through it slowly as Andy relaxed into her. It was automatic like coming home and letting yourself just be. "How are the girls?" she asked hesitantly.

Miranda paused and looked at her considering whether to answer. She did. "They are well thank you" … silence.

"I still can't believe they read the whole Harry potter book in a day" she said trying to strike up conversation still.

"Indeed"…silence.

Andy sighed and gnawed on her bottom lip for a moment "I suppose they take after their mother in that respect"

Miranda looked at her in interest "In what respect?"

"In the respect that once they have an idea in their head or something to accomplish, they see it through to the end without pause" she answered softly.

"I suppose"

Seeing her crack ever so lightly she smiled "They take after you a lot you know"

Miranda scoffed "Heaven forbid"

Andy looked at her curiously "Why so?"

The brush slid out of her hair and was placed back on the table in front of them before Miranda took a wet face cloth and cleaned Andréa's face of any remaining makeup "Must I explain?"

Andy just mimicked her actions and raised an eyebrow.

"I believe I explained a few days ago when you abruptly discovered me... in a somewhat shrivelled state…" referring to Paris. Miranda paused and picked up the moisturiser applying it carefully before retrieving the foundation and powder. This process would become familiar to them in the next few months and with each application, stroke of brush and each quick meaningful connection of their eyes they would become closer.

"I would never wish my life on anyone" she said so quietly it barely reached Andy's ears.

Andréa looked at her with those big doe eyes and Miranda wasn't sure whether she closed up or melted into the young girls caring palms. Instead she looked away and continued to take the soft brush across her skin.

"Well I'm not talking about your life or business. I'm talking about you…" Andy whispered "And I think if Caroline and Cassidy turn out anything like you, I think they're going be pretty marvellous" she finished with finality.

Miranda's eyes narrowed "And you know this after being with me for no more than 8 months?" Because though it was true and heartfelt, it was the fact that Andréa was breaking through that made her panic. And she wasn't sure if she was ready to let that happen yet.

Andy licked her lips "I know because it's my job to" and just liked that her memory's flooded through

"I'm so sorry Miranda…If you want me to cancel your evening I can" she tried to offer.

"Don't be ridiculous, w, why would we do that?"

"H..um… is there anything else I can do?"

Vulnerable eyes she had so wished to comfort suddenly flashed and turned cold and she knew that that was it. The snow queen had returned and Miranda had fled.

She nodded "Your job… that's all"

Miranda could see it play across her face as if she were watching a movie and she looked down trying not to let her emotions well up "Mmm, your job" she smiled wryly. It was what she had been told to do, it was what had been drilled into her since the day she entered the building. But now it was the very thing that tore her heat apart. She wanted her to step out of that mould she had been forced into and yet she was scared to tell her so.

"Miranda…"

"Close your eyes" she said, her voice lacking its usual force. But Andréa did as she was told and her eyelids slipped closed.

Again she applied a thin line of eyeliner but applied no eye shadow just a simple sharp line. Miranda let herself relax a little more as she started applying the mascara and let the tingle flow down her arm as she touched the girl's soft skin. Being so close she let herself take in her scent and relished in it. Miranda in that moment came to the forefront. But with her eyes closed Andréa couldn't see. It was with this small barrier that Miranda looked at Andréa. There she sat, trusting her, letting her dress her up, letting her care for her and in return she knew the girl would stay by her side for as long as she let her.

But of course as soon as sparkling doe eyes opened, half painted in mascara she closed up "Blink" she said and applied the rest, applying it to the bottoms lashes as well.

Once done she retrieved the blusher and applied a small amount before getting a red lipstick and with precision applied it to her soft supple lips.

Her heart bet faster as Andréa stared up at her and was thankful for the small reprieve as she got a piece of paper towel and told her to blot.

Returning to the back of her hair she turned on some curlers and waited a few moments for them to heat up. While she waited she sprayed some protection on to her hair.

On an absurd note she let her guard down a little further "How is Nigel?" she asked quietly.

Andy looked up in surprise but her eyes softened "He's good. He understands and I think given time he'll be back to his usual chirpy self"

And what about you? Where are we going? She wanted to ask but instead kept silent.

Miranda said nothing and Andy wasn't sure if that made her feel better or unnerved her even more. So she just looked down and let Miranda curl her hair in soft lose tresses.

Wanting to find familiar ground again Miranda let her façade take place "Cancel my dinner with Irv tomorrow. The proofs I just went over still need work and no doubt will take longer than I would wish"

Andy nodded and leant forward to collect her phone and type it in, vaguely noticing that Miranda had explained herself somewhat. This made her smile a little but she kept her mouth closed and continued with her request.

"I expect Patricia to be washed and groomed by the time I get home tomorrow and the girls wanted signed photographs from Rihanna, I believe she is in town for a week, you will take them after school"

Andy nodded "Anything else?"

Miranda let a curl drop from her hand "That's all"

Soon all of her hair was done and Miranda ran her hands through it slightly, trying to give it volume. As she did so Andy had supress the urge to close her eyes in pleasure and instead kept her eyes fixed on the beautiful woman behind her. It was all so surreal and yet it was true and real and very much happening.

"Stand" Andy did so and both took her in "As I suspected" was all Miranda said and Andy smiled.

"Come with me" Miranda commanded walking briskly away and Andy, barefoot, quickly followed "Go get your camera" she said half way "And meet me in studio 3"

Doing as she was told Andy finally met her in said room a few moments later. Standing in front of the door she watched as Miranda turned on some spot lights hitting a broken a decaying wall that was being used for a shoot tomorrow. She looked so normal as she turned on the lights and moved them to where she wished. It was a sight she revelled in and tucked away to treasure later.

"Stand here" Miranda said feeling the girl's eyes on her back.

Andy, surprised, moved forwards and stood in front of the wall.

"Now, I want you to turn your head to the side and bow it ever so slightly, but then look at me" she instructed softly. In those few moments something seemed to take over and the air seemed to crackle. Their eyes connecting over the sort distance made each other's heart skip a beat though neither knew it.

Her breathing slowed but she followed Miranda's instruction and stared at the woman with the polaroid camera with trust.

"And hold your dress slightly with one hand"

She followed.

"Okay now stay still" she murmured and soon the picture was taken. Miranda waited as the colours quickly came forth. Miranda motioned for Andrea to come look and both revelled in the red against the dirty crumbling white wall. It was beautiful.

"I like the contrast" Andy said quickly as she looked at the taller woman in awe.

Miranda could feel her eyes and her body shook with need but she kept her yes on the photo "Indeed"

Andy didn't know what else to do so she stood there, as if stuck.

Miranda too feeling unsure relied on her signature words and looked at her beautiful assistant "That's all" she whispered.

And with that Andy's eyes connected with hers before she blinked and turned, both women's hearts pounding. But still they had a while to go until either would step over that line both were secretly aware of.

And so it began, at least once a week, usually on a Wednesday, they would meet in the closet and let the pressures of the day slip from their shoulder and let themselves just be. Miranda would command with a flick of her wrist and Andy would comply before adding a sarcastic comment as she slipped into an outfit Miranda had picked. And each time she would watch for that small smile at the bottom of the older woman's lips and would revel in her triumph when she would catch it from the corner of her eye.

Authors note: Hey I've had a little trouble with this story so far but I hope everything will run smoothly from now on so read and review and I hope you enjoy it. I will try to have the next chapter up soon but no promises, thankyouuuu X