Chapter 11

Their flight to Paris went smoothly. The runway team was well prepared, much to Miranda's satisfaction. Everyone knew their tasks and had her schedule under control.

Andy was sad she had her own room but she understood because no one knew about their new relationship and it was imperative they both remained professional.

The first night after they arrived Nigel, Miranda and Andy had a lovely dinner in a French restaurant.

"Andrea I need to go over my schedule again come by once you have freshened up," Miranda said when they returned to the hotel.

"Of course, Miranda," Andy said dutifully. A couple of minutes later Andy let herself in Miranda's room. She found her sitting with her laptop and a glass of wine in front of the fireplace.

"... Yes, my Bobbsey's. I miss you too. Now, would you like to say hello to Andrea?" Miranda asked.

Andy smiled as she heard their squeals. She leaned over Miranda's shoulder so they could see her. "Hey munchkins, how are ya?" She asked. They told her all about the lovely dinner they'd had with their dad and that dad's new girlfriend was pretty cool. "I'm so glad you are having a nice time with your dad," Andy said smiling, happy because they seemed to be.

"Okay, my Bobbsey's, Andrea and I have to go over the schedule. We will talk again tomorrow." Miranda stated softly. They said their goodbyes and Miranda closed the laptop.

Andy sat next to her with her notepad and the schedule. "So, your day starts tomorrow with an early breakfast with Jean Paul Gaultier and…."

"Stop babbling and come here," Miranda demanded, smirking. To Andy's surprise, she took away her things and pulled her on her lap. "Will you kiss me now or do I have to order you to do it?" Miranda's asked sheepishly.

Andy sat speechless on her lap. "So, I guess you missed me?" She asked once she found her voice again. She leaned in and kissed the editor who moaned into the kiss.

"I...yes...I did. Mm, more." Miranda could not get enough of the young woman.

They had a pretty hot make-out session with lots of touching, caressing, kisses and moaning.

"God Miranda, I can't get enough of you. I'm actually glad we are sleeping in separate rooms because honestly I really want to have sex with you. You make me so horny." Andy said as her hands slid over Miranda's body in a sensual way.

"Mm, I feel the same, my darling. I promise once we're home we will have lots of time to have sex. Hot. Passionate. Sweaty. Sex." Miranda kissed her to punctuate the words and her eyes fell closed and she moaned at having Andrea's hands still roaming her body.

"Oh, my God I feel like a horny teenager. You can't talk like that, being all sexy and suggestive." Andy whined. Miranda opened her eyes and kissed her once more. This time softer and without so much desperation. "Alright, I might have to go and take a cold shower now." Andy chuckled as she stood up.

"Will you call me? So I can fall asleep with you on the phone. Please?" Miranda asked standing up and stepping into Andy's personal space to kiss her once again.

"Of course." Andy breathed against Miranda's mouth once they parted. She left and took a cold shower as Miranda had ruined her underwear. She changed and called Miranda once she settled in bed.

"Hello, darling," Miranda greeted.

They started talking about all kinds of things. Miranda spoke of growing up in London. They spoke of Andy's childhood and what her life was like growing up on the outskirts of Cincinnati.

Andy was lost in one of her stories from Ohio when she heard that Miranda's breathing becoming slower and deeper. "Miranda?" she whispered. There was no response. She stayed on the line a bit longer until she was sure Miranda was asleep for sure. "I love you so much, my angel," Andy whispered and hung up and settled in as well.

The next two days were much of the same. Lots of events to attend during the day, shows, luncheons and dinners with famous designers, at night short make-out sessions with her Andrea and then they talked until one of them fell asleep.

When Irv tried to pull his stunt with Jacqueline, Miranda knew exactly what to do. "Andrea, I need you to go and warn Nigel about Irv's plan and let him know that he won't be getting the job at James Holt. I need to go have a serious chat with that disgusting little man to let him know what he will lose once I take all the designers and models with me if I leave." Miranda stated. She was seriously concerned which also concerned Andy.

"Of course, Miranda, I'm sure Nigel will understand his time to shine will come soon enough," Andy said. She left quickly to get to Nigel's room as Miranda headed to Irv's.

"Six, so great to see you. Actually great timing, we have to celebrate." Nigel said pulling Andy into the room and grabbing a champagne bottle.

"Yeah about that...Um we have to talk, Nige..." Andy sat him down and broke the news to him.

Nigel opened the champagne anyway and poured them each a glass. "Well, I suppose it could be worse. Imagine if Miranda had just announced Jacqueline getting the James Holt job it over lunch." Nigel sighed. "But she needs to save her position, it would be a disaster if Follet became the Editor in Chief of Runway." He clinked glasses with Andy and they smiled at each other.

"True, I'm glad you know too. I hope her meeting with Irv will go well." Andy said hopeful.

"So?" Nigel asked expectantly. Andy raised an eyebrow questioningly at him. "When did you guys plan on telling me about your relationship?" Nigel asked smiling in triumph.

"How did you…?" Andy was speechless.

"I didn't, but I do now." He said laughing loudly.

"Oh my God, I hate you Nigel. You can't tell a soul. No one do you understand. Not. A. Single. Person." Andy started to freak out.

"Calm down, Six, I knew something was going on after she slept at your apartment. And honestly if people weren't so blind they'd see the chemistry between you two. So, how is it dating the dragon lady?" Nigel teased.

Andy slapped him playfully and smiled. "Don't call her that. For your Information, she's amazing. And it feels amazing. That's all you're getting out of me."

"Aww, you're no fun. Alright, but if you get married I better be the maid of honour." They both laughed.

"I'll make sure of it." Andy said, wiping years of laughter from her eyes. They both talked more until Andy left to see if Miranda was back from her meeting with Irv.

She let herself in Miranda's suite. "Miranda?" She called out, but was met with silence. She was about to leave when she saw Miranda sitting on the couch crying. "Miranda, what happened?" Andy asked, rushing to the editor and wrapping her arms around her.

They held each other until Miranda finally broke the silence. She pulled back and wiped her eyes. "It's actually good news, darling. My lawyer faxed me the divorce appointment, which is in 3 weeks. He ensured I get a quick divorce because Stephen was violent...but..." She stalled, her voice cracking.

"Everything came back?" Andy questioned softly.

Miranda nodded and Andy held her closer. "What kind of example am I? I mean...my girls...what are they going to take from this fiasco?" Miranda started to beat herself up.

Andy interrupted her quickly and reassured her. "You are an amazing mother. No one knew what Stephen was capable of. And you did the right thing by pressing charges and obtaining a restraining order. Plus, I think your girls are pretty happy he is gone and are proud of how you handled it."

Miranda pulled back and locked eyes with her. "You are amazing Andrea. I'll be glad when this is over. And then there will be only you, me and my girls. It will be perfect." She smiled and Andy pushed Miranda's signature lock out of her face and caressed her cheek.

"That's the spirit. I love you Miranda. So much." Andy told her.

"I love you too darling, I'm so thankful for you. For us." Miranda whispered.

TBC