Hey guys! Sorry for the delay, last week was really really busy, but I didn't forget you ;) Hannah, I love you! Let's continue, shall we?
"What a coincidence!" Miranda said, her eyes evaluating the girl from head to toe.
"Miranda, how are you?" Judith said, extending her hand, which Miranda miraculously took.
"Fine. Eric," the editor said, just nodding. "So, how are you, Andrea?" she extended her hand to Andrea.
"I'm fine, thanks. Hey Caroline, I don't get a hug?"
Caroline ran and gave Andrea a hug. She took the brunette's hand and her mouth formed a 'O'.
"Oh my God, Andy! It's amazing!"
Miranda turned her attention to her daughter and the girl, then she saw the object of which Caroline was talking about. The ring. It was small, with a lonely stone, a blue stone. It wasn't any blue. It was cerulean, Andrea's favorite color.
"It's really pretty, Andrea. Congratulations, to you both."
"Thanks" Andrea and Eric said together.
"She is a pretty smart girl. I'm the lucky one here." Eric said, with a huge smile and kissed Andrea on the cheek. "Do you want join us?"
Miranda and Andrea looked at each other. The 'pretty smart girl' echoed in the older woman's head. She remembered exactly the moment she said something like that to Andrea, which wasn't a compliment. Obviously, she was wrong, but of course, she would never admit that, not even to herself. Andrea was fidgeting, but none seemed to notice. Maybe she noticed because she knew when the girl was nervous. Even she was nervous. All she wanted to do was whisk her Andrea away from the restaurant, and never look back.
'My Andrea?' Are you nuts? Shut up!
"No, I don't want to take any more of your time. Enjoy your meal." She said, taking Caroline and Cassidy by hands.
"Bye, Andy!" Cassidy said and gave Andrea another hug.
"See you soon, you little rascals." The girls giggled.
Miranda spent the whole of lunch keeping an eye on Andrea and Eric. They touched each other all the time, all spontaneous touches, Eric's love for her was written all over his face. When she saw it, she felt nauseated.
While Miranda tried to focus on her children, Andy tried to focus on her fiancé and her soon-to-be mother-in-law. Seeing Miranda didn't help at all. All this time, she knew she still felt something for her former boss, but Andy thought it was anger, disappointment, she was hurt.
Then she met Eric and she felt loved. She felt there was someone who really accepted her, who understood her dreams and desires. This was something Nate didn't do. Someone who looked to her and saw a person to love, which she was sure Miranda wouldn't do. Ever.
After lunch, Andy avoided talking to Miranda again, so Judith said her goodbyes and left. Eric noticed her discomfort.
"Hey Andy, are you ok? Is it because of her?"
"Eric, I won't lie to you, she still makes me nervous. Plus, she is on the guest list."
"You know what? We can review the list. If you don't want someone at our wedding, we can just cut them from the list."
"No, we already agreed with your mother, she probably won't even turn up." I hope so.
"Ok. Let's go home."
Andrea's apartment
Andy thought about telling Eric what happened between her and her former boss, but he would probably call her deluded and throw her in a mental home.
Talk about being honest.
Andy filled two glasses with wine and they sat on the couch. They just looked at each other for a while. Andy smirked and stroked Eric's thigh with her foot.
"Um… Andy, not fair! You know I have to go back to work!"
"You don't need to…" She crawled towards him and gave him a wet kiss, then two, and then three, so many kisses. Eric slid his hands to her ass, he lifted her up and they went into the bedroom. He threw her on the bed and pulled her slacks down. Andy took off her shirt and his shirt. They kissed again. He planted kisses along her jaw line, neck and collar. She fumbled with the buttons on his jeans. One of his hands went down into her panties and he began to massage her clit. Andy moaned and pulled his penis out from his boxers. Eric went back to her mouth, his hands ripping her panties and she directed his manhood to her entrance.
"Oh fuck!" She moaned in his mouth.
"Jesus, Andy, you're so wet!"
"Just go harder- oh my God! Ah!"
Eric's thrusts were becoming harder and harder, synchronized with the movement of Andy's hips. She closed her eyes and her body started to tremble.
"Ah! I'm close!"
He sped up his thrusting and sucked one nipple as hard as he could. Andy's mind traveled to a specific memory, the memory of the devil's soft lips. Once this memory filled her head, Andy couldn't come back and she had the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had in last six months. Hearing his fiancé, Eric came as hard as Andy did. Both collapsed on the bed and kept their arms around each other.
"That was…" Eric tried to say, his voice failing.
"Incredible…" Andy completed. "Oh my God."
Eric eased himself from Andy, taking off his remained clothes. "I'm going to take a shower; I still need to go back to the office."
Andy murmured "hmm" and closed her eyes. She couldn't believe what just happened. She put her shirt back. "Oh my God, I'm so fucked up!" When Eric left the bathroom, she still lay on bed.
"Andy, are you ok?" Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her head. "Did I hurt you?"
"No, not at all. I'm just, surprised. Don't worry."
"Okay. I will be back by eight, do you want go out or something?"
"Go out on a Monday?" Her face shaking in disbelief. "No, thanks. I just took the afternoon off because I thought your mother would drag us through all shops she could." Andy laughed.
"Yes, she didn't today, but she will soon. So, don't hold your breath."
"Yeah, I- what's that?" Andy asked, with her panties in her hand.
"Uh… Sorry…"
Andy stood up and kissed him. "I expect you about eight, tonight." She smirked.
"Okay baby. Now, I have to go. See you."
"Bye."
Back to Runway
The editor in chief of the referred magazine was well known for her concentration to her work, her demands for perfection, and her clinical eye which captured any mistake, there are people who swear that they have seen the Dragon lady nostrils breathing fire, turning the entire department to ashes, but not today.
The run-through was a waste of time, another thing that Miranda despises. But the editor just couldn't focus. Images of Andrea with the red dress, Andrea with the Chanel boots, Andrea with the stupid blue sweater, Andrea naked-
Stop it right now!
Above all, Miranda hadn't been scared of anything since- I can't remember when the last time was. All her beliefs about it being possible to separate work from her personal life were destroyed by a girl who is young enough to be daughter! I need to put my thoughts in order.
First of all, she needed to admit she missed Andrea. Ok. Then, what exactly she felt, because if she only wants to be the girl's friend, there is no need to be… whatever she is being towards the girl. Ok, being jealous. Dear God, this is more difficult than I imagined.
Priestly's Townhouse
And, of course, she couldn't sleep that night. Miranda spent the night thinking about her behavior towards Andrea. She must be thinking I just want her body. Well, it was what I was thinking too. Andrea saying 'I love you' going and coming through her mind. Miranda never said a word to the girl besides when they were in bed.
Andrea was always smiling, saying she looked gorgeous, and getting a hot latte without even being asked. The question was Miranda wasn't used to being lovely. Her nicknames were proof of this. No one is called 'Ice Queen' or 'Snow Queen' and, of course, 'Dragon Lady' for no reason. Miranda was lovely with her daughters, but that was the nature which came with being a mother, or so she thought.
Eric Warner was a beautiful young manager, destined to success. Not just because he was the only son of William Warner, owner of Warner Ind, but because he was well known for starting from the bottom, like any other employee from his father business. Miranda did see the love he felt for Andrea. Miranda couldn't help to compare herself with Eric, at how he would show affection to Andrea and she just couldn't. She was almost a lost cause.
Almost. And I believe that I am well known to get what I want.
And I want Andrea by my side.
Mirror's Offices, one week later
Andy was working when a boy arrived with a huge bouquet, with white and blue roses.
"It seems your fiancé was very much inspirited today…" The sing-song voice came from behind, making her smile. Of course John would say something, just to make her blush.
"Hey boss!" Andy said, without turning to John. Her eyes are glued at the enormous bouquet in her desk. "They are beautiful, for sure."
"You won't read the card?"
Andy turned to him. "Not with you here. Get out."
John laughed. "Ok. Just control your smile. Your jaw will be happy."
John left and Andy was really excited to read what was in the card.
"Meet me at Le Bernardin at noon. I'll be waiting."
Andy took a look at her watch. Half eleven.
"Ouch. I'm late!"
Le Bernardin, noon. (again)
Andy was a little worried when she arrived because she didn't see Eric. She talked to the receptionist and was really worried when she heard his answer.
"No, not Eric Warner, but yes, someone is expecting Andrea Sachs. Come with me, please."
Andy followed the receptionist. Then the world stopped, the air was gone and her heart wasn't beating. She wanted to run, but she couldn't feel her legs or anything at all.
Oh fuck no.
Miranda took off her sunglasses and pointed to the chair next to her.
"Please Andrea, sit down."
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