Chapter 3-Oh No
The dance was bittersweet in the arms of a handsome man, but the man belonged to another. For a brief moment, she felt freedom in his arms, as she was able to smell the scent of Andrea on his person. The youth of the man who held her made her heart fall to her stomach as she realized how young Andrea truly was. She was young enough to have such a young husband. She wondered how she could compete with such a prospect, he was handsome, rich and charming and he seemed to love his wife deeply. Miranda disentangled herself from Matt's arms and proceeded to look for Andrea, something she was unsure of doing, as Miranda never gave chase.
Finding the younger woman slumped in a chair in the front foyer of the venue, Miranda stood still unaware of how to proceed. Historically for Miranda men had always made the initial move to woo the ever elusive woman and they usually worked hard to gain her attention. Now she understood the plight of the many men that she often rejected. Her heart thumped loudly in tune with the bass of the music in the background. She felt her face grow red as she tried to figure out a way to reach out to Andrea, a woman now, not the girl she used to know. The young woman who walked out on her, had she matured in the last few years or had she continued to believe in such lofty ideals.
"Miranda why is it so hard to be in the same room with you? Andy said abruptly as she let out her breath loudly acknowledging Miranda's presence. I can still feel you when you are near me."
"Andrea I had no idea that you would be here." Miranda said calmly.
"My husband has taken to you. He rarely dances with anyone other than his wife, "Andy said with
"You sound like a jealous wife, its hard having a younger husband." Miranda said a matter of fact.
"My husband is not up for discussion." Andy snorted.
Matt went to look for Andy and found her with Miranda as she sat in a chair while the elegant older woman stood. The hockey player watched the tension in their body language and wondered how they knew one another. He was intent on understanding the sudden change in his wife's demeanor. He smiled his winning smile and caught Miranda's eye while he swept past her and scooped his wife into his arms from the chair she sat in.
"I found you and we're going home. Our babies are home and they are probably up waiting for us." Matt said as he twirled her around to face a startled Miranda. "I spoke to your better half Nigel and he accepted my dinner invitation on your behalf, so we'll see you tomorrow at our home at six o'clock.
Matt put Andy down so she could stare at Miranda with sudden shock and quickly departed to the restroom. Miranda merely nodded her acquiescence as she planned to kill Nigel later in their hotel. Miranda turned on her heel and headed in the same direction as Andrea had sprinted off too.
"Will you stop running away from me!" Miranda exclaimed as she entered the restroom looking under the stalls to ensure that they were alone.
Andy burst out the stall taking Miranda by surprise and she nearly fell over as she tried to gather her wits and footing at once. Andy grabbed her wrist and she felt an electric jolt from the mere platonic touch. Andy took a breath in as she realized Miranda had done the same. This situation was simply out of hand and she had no idea to deal with it and her husband was not ignorant to the fact. He had begun his campaign in knowing their association and Andy was worried about his potential findings.
"I have wanted to see you for the last ten years that I have imagined every scenario possible." Andy said as she walked towards Miranda and invaded her personal space. Miranda could not step back from Andrea as she felt her back against a wall.
Miranda could see the inner turmoil wreaking havoc on Andrea as she noticed the various emotions displayed on her face and her eyes betrayed her true feelings. Andrea's brown eyes darkened as they filled with lust and Miranda knew she had literally put herself into a corner and she had to figure out an escape route to salvage her heart from the onslaught that awaited its fate.
"I need you, but I can't have you." Andy spat at Miranda as she trailed her hand up and down her bare arm. Miranda shivered under her touch.
"I have worked too hard to sacrifice everything for you. In Paris you made the same decision as you chose Runway over me." Andy continued as she leaned in and kissed the neck she had envisioned while in the midst of her darkest dreams.
Miranda stood still and tried to figure out why she stood taking the verbal assault from this woman whom she hated for taking her senses.
"You were my greatest disappointment." Miranda responded blindly as she grabbed Andrea's neck roughly and crashed her lips against the woman who had be taunting her.
The kiss was all too much at once. It held the pain and sorrow of ten years. It possessed the force of a love that struggled through the elements. Its warmth was a shock to the hearts that had frozen over time to create immunity from any other and one another. The two women wrestled for dominance, they fought for a love that branded them severely. Tongues finally finding refuge began an elegant dance as the women reveled in its feelings and the moans grew hungry as they clung to one another. Andy pulled away from the kiss stunned into a moment of stupor and she noticed the similar state in Miranda. This was too much for her to consider, too much for her to understand.
"I need to go." Miranda said suddenly.
"I expect you at dinner." Andy said as she took a business card out of her purse and began to write her address and personal cell phone on the back of the card and placed the card in Miranda's hand as she quickly kissed her cheek and left her standing in the restroom.