A/N: This story idea came from celesse201, there were multiple ideas given which I will incorporate in this request while placing my spin on this.

Disclaimer: As always I am just fooling with these characters. I do not own or make any money from them. They are owned by Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox.

Summary: A few years after Andy leaves New York she finds herself pulled back into Miranda's world. Can Andy keep herself and the Priestly's safe from the forces working against the family?

xxxxxxxxxx

Chapter Twelve:

The rest of their dinner passed quickly and Miranda, Kate, Andy and P.J moved to the den as the twins moved to their bedroom's to do whatever it was pre-teens did.

Andy was astounded when Kate sat beside Miranda, who'd taken her usual spot in the corner of the wide sofa, and grasped her hand. As she turned to her older sister, she noticed the shock reflected in the blue eyes and smiled gently. "Is this okay?" Kate asked hesitantly. Seeing Miranda nod, her smile widened. "I have something to tell you, and I'll admit I'm nervous." She looked at Andy who had seated herself in a chair. "I asked Andy to tell you but she laughed at me and told me she believes she shouldn't get involved any more than she already has." Kate rolled her eyes as Andy's eyes brightened in amusement.

"Just tell me," Miranda whispered. She experienced a sense of unease creeping over her.

"I spoke to Seth, Eli and Carmen this morning after I left the hospital." Kate gulped. "They're thinking of flying in on Friday afternoon and have asked if you would allow them to come and see you." Kate sighed. "I wasn't sure how well you may take the news so I made no promises. I am happy to book a table somewhere for us to have dinner, and I've suggested if they come they stay at The Surrey."

Miranda sat back shocked. "They want to meet me? They realise I'm not the 17-year-old they knew..."

"None of us are the same people we once were, Miranda. People continually grow and change." P.J said as Andy stifled a yawn. He turned and looked at Andy and noticed her fighting to stay awake. "You should go to bed, kiddo, it's been a long day," P.J advised. "And knowing my wife she'll keep you on your feet tomorrow as she pulls you from store to store."

Andy grinned. "I think I will have to get myself high on Vicodin to get me through the day." P.J and Kate snorted as Miranda raised her brow. "If only it didn't have the damn child-resistant cap." Andy sighed heavily as Miranda untangled her hand from Kate's and rose.

She moved to the side table where she kept her purse. Looking through the contents Miranda found an empty aspirin bottle with an easy-off cap. She walked up to Andy and held it out in her hand. "I have an easy off cap, it should fit your Vicodin bottle." She smirked as Andy leaned forward to take it and curled her hand around the bottle. "Promise me one thing though."

"Anything!" Andy exclaimed softly. The exclamation caused P.J and Kate to look at each other, they had never heard Andy speak so tenderly, they thought they understood every aspect of the young woman but were finding she was a different person when surrounded by Miranda.

"I will take you downstairs and I will change your dressing you will take your medication and then you will sleep," Miranda stated softly.

"But..." Andy tried to interject.

"No no, I do not wish to hear a single argument Andréa," Miranda told her. "You will have a busy morning tomorrow when my sister takes you shopping."

"I can assist Andy tonight if you like," Kate stated.

"Do you know how to pack a gunshot wound?" Miranda asked.

Kate looked down. "No, they don't cover that in the E.M.T course we take. P.J knows though, don't you honey?"

"Yeah, I can. It's been a while since I had to do so though. I was still in the Military." P.J admitted.

"I will see to it. Your website said you set up the business in 1995," Miranda said. "You wouldn't have been that much older than Andréa when she worked for me."

"I was 17 when I joined the Marine Corps, 25 when I left. My last active duty was completed in Mogadishu, Somalia as part of I MEF. I moved back to L.A and set up the business. Kate was one of my first employees when I started the business, her first major job was for Versace." He grinned as Miranda gasped.

"Gianni or Donatella?" Miranda asked hesitantly.

"Donatella, it would have been early 1998, about 7 months after Gianni was shot," Kate explained. Looking at Miranda she spoke softly. "I am happy for you to know me, Miranda. You can ask me anything you like."

Miranda looked at Kate and Andy. "Is Donatella aware Alexis is Andréa?"

Andy giggled. "She looked at me funny when I was introduced to her as Alexis."

Kate laughed. "She told us that Alexis had an unfashionable doppelgänger in New York."

Miranda clapped her hand over her mouth to stop her laughter. "That woman..." She got herself under control. "...I'm glad she wasn't hiding that knowledge from me." She looked at Andy. "Come on darling. I shall escort you downstairs and get you into bed."

Andy grinned. "Well, there's an offer I can't refuse, so chivalrous."

"Mm, if you say so. I thought, if you like, I could meet you both for lunch tomorrow and then show Kathryn my Runway." Miranda mumbled.

"Have one of your Emily's text me the details." Andy stood and walked over to P.J and Kate. Leaning down she kissed them both on the cheek. "I love you guys. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See ya, rookie." P.J told her with a wide grin. Andy rolled her eyes and offered him a smile.

"Night Andy, we love you," Kate stated softly as she pulled Andy in for a hug. "Tomorrow's shopping trip is on me. I owe you more than you will ever realise." Kate whispered.

Andy pulled back and looked at her friend. "I'll see you tomorrow Katie." Andy husked. "As for owing me anything, no. You once saved me from a fate worse than death." Andy told her.

Miranda looked at the two women in confusion. She saw so much love between them and although she recognised their relationship was platonic, she hadn't expected the stirrings of pain. Their shared experiences shone between them brighter than anything she'd ever seen and she accepted that she wanted the same easy relationship. Kate nodded once and let Andy go.

As Andy stepped away from her friends, she smiled widely. "G'night." She took a step back and swiped her eyes where tears had formed at Kate's words. Turning her back she stepped towards the door as it was pushed open and the twin's barrelled in. "Hey, little imps," Andy said. "I'm heading to bed now." She told them.

Caroline was the first to step towards her and pull her into a hug quickly followed by Cassidy. She stroked the hair from their faces and bent to kiss their heads before moving from the room and making her way to the lower level.

Miranda looked at her guests. "I'll be right back." She told them quietly.

"Take your time, Miranda. I'm sure Caroline and Cassidy can keep us amused with tales of the torture they inflict on the unsuspecting masses." P.J smiled at the older woman as Kate laughed and the twins jostled their way between their new aunt and uncle and told them stories of the torment they had inflicted on numerous personal assistants.

Miranda smiled as she walked out of the room and made her way down the stairs to Andy's quarters.

xxxxxxxxxx

Andy woke up early and as she lay in bed, she reflected on the events of the night before.

After she had left the den and moved down to the lower level she had waited for Miranda. She wasn't surprised when the older woman joined her shortly after she had sat down on the La-Z-Boy.

Andy was deep in thought as Miranda made her way into the room but she couldn't help but provide the older woman one of her brightest smiles when she noticed her in the room.

"What are you thinking about Andréa?" Miranda asked.

"Um, well, just how much I have missed New York. I like L.A but it doesn't compare." Andy admitted. "It doesn't feel like home the way New York does."

"Why didn't you return?" Miranda asked.

"P.J offered me a job, it was based in L.A and so I followed and settled the best way I was able," Andy explained. "It was that or returning to Stanford or Columbia to study law." Andy looked up at the older woman. "I had it in my head, before I left, I would travel for a while and once I returned would study law. I hoped it would make my parents accept me. That it might ease their disappointment."

Miranda sighed sadly. "As I stated on Saturday evening, it was their loss, darling." She gestured for Andy to stand and clasping her hand manoeuvred her into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. She removed the sling as she spoke; "Tell me more about your life in L.A?" Miranda asked. "I know you work hard and you don't date but I'm still struggling to picture your world. Tell me about your home?"

"Home for me is the compound. That's Kate and P.J's home in the Hollywood Hills. They have multiple outbuildings they use for the command centre and gym and then their home. I am there more than anywhere else when I'm in L.A. I have my own house in Van Nuys. It's a 3 bed 3 bath Mediterranean style townhouse in a gated community sitting on around 1900 sq ft."

"Do you own this property or rent it?" Miranda asked.

"I own it," Andy confirmed shyly. "I always wanted to own a home. And doing what I do provides a certain amount of monetary freedom that journalism wouldn't, not for a long time, anyway."

Miranda was stunned. "You are almost 28 and own your own home?"

Andy yawned. "Yeah, it was cheaper than renting. My work with Amelia and Adele paid for it." Andy explained as she fought her tiredness. "I got a bargain though. I've found I'm good at bartering, I knocked nearly a hundred grand off the asking price by paying cash."

Andy grimaced as Miranda pulled her t-shirt over her head. "I'm sorry, Andréa," Miranda whispered. "I don't want to hurt you." She looked down at the brunette and noticed the soft globes framed perfectly by the strapless bra. Her breath caught.

"S'okay Miranda," Andy whispered as Miranda turned away quickly. Looking into the drawers she located a tank and a pair of cotton sleep pants.

"I will clean your wound," Miranda said. "I'll be right back with the supplies." She moved away from the brunette and into the living room. Giving herself time to calm down she glanced around and spotted the items on a side table by the door. Walking over she grabbed the bag and made her way back into the bedroom she pulled out the gauze, gauze pads, saline, medical tape and sterile gloves. Moving to the bathroom she found the scissors and tweezers Maria had sterilised, a washcloth, soap, Q-Tips and clean towels.

Andy followed Miranda's movements as she placed the items beside the medical items. She stalked quickly out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where she filled then switched on the kettle before finding two clean bowls and a plastic bag.

She took the items back into the bedroom and put in a pair of sterile gloves. Laying the clean towel down beside Andy she laid one bowl on top of it and filled it from the kettle and placed the tweezers and scissors into the boiling water. Andy watched as Miranda knelt closely in front of her and gently pulled at the tape holding the gauze on either side of the wound while holding the skin around the wound steady. Her touch was extremely gentle. She placed all the dressing's in the bag. Pulling the tweezers from the water she pinched the corner of the packing and pulled it free of the wound. She moved slowly and cautiously. Grabbing a Q-Tip she worked the gauze loose where it had stuck. She was pleased that there was no bleeding like there had been that morning.

"Are you okay?" Miranda asked quietly. She observed that Andy had her jaw clenched and had a sheen of perspiration on her forehead.

"Yea...yes." Andy stammered taking a deep breath. She opened her eyes to see Miranda's look of concern as she viewed the wound.

"There doesn't seem to be any signs of infection," Miranda muttered. "The antibiotics will be helping." She raised her hand to Andy's forehead. and pressed gently "And you're not feverish, although you are perspiring." Her hand had moved to cup Andy's cheek.

Andy leaned into the touch unconsciously. Miranda looked at Andy and saw her pupils were dilated and her breathing had turned ragged. "Can we hurry this along?" Andy breathed. "Please, Miranda."

Miranda smirked, finally realising Andy was affected by her touch and closeness. She inched back a little and removed her hand. Taking the scissors from the hot water she wet the washcloth and applied soap. She wiped the area around the wound in small circles, taking care to get soap from the wound itself. Rinsing the washcloth she ran it over the area again before patting it down with a towel.

Taking the second bowl she placed it on the other side of Andy and poured the saline solution into the clean bowl. Opening the gauze she used the scissors to cut off a length to be used as packing material and eight strips of tape. She carefully wet the gauze with the saline. "I need you to tell me if the packing feels too tight, darling."

Andy closed her eyes. "Okay."

Miranda squeezed the packing material to wring out the excess saline solution and gently worked the material into the wound quickly, using another Q-tips to guide it in. She was left with the ends of the gauze peeking from the wound and neatly placed them on top of the wound before applying the gauze pads to the area and securing it with the tape, making sure that the wound was fully protected.

Standing gracefully Miranda moved quickly and knelt behind Andy and removed the gauze pads at the entrance wounds. Following her previous motions, she washed around the wound with the washcloth before patting it down with the towel and securing some new gauze. She observed that Andy was tense and her breathing harsh. "All done." She whispered into Andy's ear. Her warm breath against Andy's ear was met with a shudder and she couldn't help but smile. The knowledge of the effect she had on the brunette was intoxicating.

Andy stood quickly and groaned. "I should be able to manage from here," Andy told her.

"You are being ridiculous Andréa," Miranda stated. Andy whimpered as Miranda stood close and unhooked her bra. "Now you should be able to manage," Miranda whispered. "I'll be back in a few minutes to assist with your sling. Call me if you need anything."

Andy watched as Miranda picked up the items off the bed and sashayed from the room.Turning around she pulled the bra from her arms and tossed it on the chair by her bed. Picking up the vest she inched the shoulder strap over her incapacitated arm before stretching it over her head and shoving her good arm through the sleeve. She huffed as she pulled it over her torso. "That woman should come with a health warning." She unclasped her jeans and wriggled out of them inelegantly. Kicking them off her feet she did the same with her panties. "I can imagine what she'd say if I told her I usually sleep naked."

Andy bent at the waist and picked up the sleep pants, sitting at the end of the bed she stuck her feet into the legs and leaning back inched them up her legs to her mid-thigh. Standing cautiously she pulled them until they sat comfortably on her hips. Andy sighed and closed her eyes taking calming breaths.

As Miranda came back into the room, a bottle of water and the Vicodin in her hands, she saw the young women stood with her eyes closed as she took deep breaths. She allowed her eyes to roam over the young woman. "I can feel you staring, Miranda," Andy said as she opened her eyes. Seeing the blush forming up Miranda's neck and face she grinned widely.

"Well, I was just observing you ensure you are okay." Miranda stuttered as she stepped towards the head of the bed and dropped the items on the bedside table.

"Yeah, yeah. If you say so, Priestly." Andy chimed happily as Miranda once again stepped towards her and invaded her personal space and secured her arm.

"Oh, be quiet, Andréa," Miranda said. Andy grinned even wider when she heard no malice in the tone. Stepping back once Miranda was done Andy saw the amusement in the older woman's eyes. Miranda nodded towards the bedside table. "I took the opportunity while you were dressing to swap the lids over, you should now be able to flip the lid with your thumb and take the medication as required."

"Thank you, Miranda," Andy whispered. "I'm sorry for all this." She gestured towards her injury. "You know I'd be happy to hire a nurse to do the dressing changes and whatever."

"No, no. This is a suitable solution, I will assist you as you need and when I am not needed, I know you will advise me." Miranda stated as she pulled the comforter down. "Now if you're ready to settle, I will leave you to rest."

As Andy sat on the side of the bed, she grabbed her meds and shook two from the bottle, Swallowing them with a sip of the water Miranda provided, she sighed and spun her legs onto the bed as she set the water back on the bedside table. She turned slightly to pull another pillow under her neck as Miranda leaned over her to place a brief kiss on Andy's cheek.

Not realising that Andy was laying back down their lips connected and Miranda pulled away shocked and her eyes closed. "I...I...Oh God, I'm sorry." Miranda was hesitant, unsure of how the young woman would react. Miranda opened her eyes to find the young woman smiling up at her.

"Goodnight, Miranda," Andy whispered. Miranda nodded twice and attempted to clear her throat. Unable to find the words she walked from the room on shaky legs and made her way back to the den.

xxxxxxxxxx

Andy got up and moved toward the kitchen in search of coffee. When she walked into the kitchen, she found Maria already there with a coffee in hand. The older woman jumped when Andy appeared. "Ah Corazoncita, you frightened old Maria. I did not expect you out of bed this early. I was just going to bring you coffee as Miranda has left for Runway. She told me you may need help with dressing."

"Um yeah. I can wait for Kate though." Andy stuttered as Maria passed her the mug. "If you could do me a favour and help me cover my neck and shoulder, I would like a shower."

"We can tape cling wrap to each side of your shoulder and neck." Maria grinned. "Did you know I was a nurse before I married Cara's father? I worked at a hospital in Barcelona, which is where I met him. They had been in a car accident while travelling through the area, Cara was fine but her papa was left with a broken leg. The bone had broken through the skin leaving a very large open wound."

Andy smiled gently as she sat at the table. Maria poured herself a coffee and sat beside her. "Cara once said it was a whirlwind romance between you and her father."

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" She watched Andy as she nodded then grimaced.

"Yes, I do," Andy admitted. "There are certain people you meet that turn your entire world upside down with just one look."

"I asked Miranda once, and she said no." Maria sighed. "Many years later she came to me after a busy day at Runway and told me she had been wrong," Maria said. "She had left it up to Emily to find her a new second assistant and many suitable girls had entered and subsequently left Runway in quick succession. Then one-day H.R sent someone that was totally unsuitable." Maria grinned as Andy gasped. "Miranda told me how she dismissed you that day and how you turned around to fire back at her before thanking her for her time and consideration. She had never had someone answer back the way you did, she had never experienced someone thanking her for her lack of consideration, and yet she knew the thanks had been genuine and heartfelt. She saw a fire in your eyes that contradicted the naïve and gentle woman you seemed to be and she wanted to know you. From that moment she was charmed, and so she sent Emily after you."

"Why are you telling me this, Maria?" Andy queried softly.

"Miranda will not always do or say the right thing, Andy. She has a fragile heart which she will hide before anyone sees her vulnerability. I don't want her heart to break more than it already has done," Maria explained. "The events in Paris left Miranda feeling exposed, thanks to that pendejo, although she was never in love with him. And because you were there to see it she pushed you away. She did so the only way she knew how, with words meant to hurt. She assumed that it had worked, that you were disgusted with her and hated her, and so she let you go."

Andy sat back and sipped her coffee, humming with pleasure. "I didn't leave because I hated her. Just before Paris, it was made abundantly clear I felt more for her than I had been willing to admit to myself. Since the day I met her, she has been rude, infuriating, impossible, mesmerising and so very beautiful. She is exquisite. She made my heart ache and sing in equal measures." Andy spoke quietly. "And now, I'm so confused Maria, she is challenging and flirty, she is interested in my life and what I think about things. It is not something I ever expected from her."

"I will tell you something now, and she may fire me for it if she finds out." Maria caught Andy's eyes and saw the curiosity there. Maria sighed before continuing. "Miranda went to your apartment the morning you were due to leave, only to find you had gone already, one of your neighbours came out and told her after she spent ten minutes pounding on your door demanding entrance. She did not go to Runway that day, she came home and shut herself away in her study. When I went to check on her she was sat staring into space. I asked her what was going on all she would say was; 'She's gone'. She tried to find you afterwards, but it was like you had disappeared off the face of the Earth, the last thing she found regarding Andréa Sachs was her departure from a hostel in Bangkok."

"I disappeared. It was only last year Nigel found me in L.A, by accident. I made him promise not to say anything to anyone. The twins knew I was alive but not where I was or what I was doing. If I had known..." Andy trailed off. "...I don't know if it would have changed anything."

"And now?" Maria asked. "I know she has asked you out to dinner. Cara is staying with the twins."

"My life is in L.A and wherever my clients take me." Andy looked down into her half-empty mug. "I don't want to hurt her, Maria. I really care about her and I absolutely adore the twins. Part of me believes I would give it all up if she asked me to. I have enough money and the skills to start my own business here in New York, but..."

"Don't rush into a decision you may come to regret Andy," Maria advised. "Just see how you go and take it one day at a time." Maria stood up and rinsed her cup and moved to the cabinet and pulled the cling wrap onto the bench. "Now if you are ready, I will fix your shoulder and neck so you can shower, frankly Corazoncita, you look like Hell." She turned and gave Andy a wide smile as Andy laughed.

"Hey, I got shot three days ago. Give a gal a break. Sheesh." Andy teased.

"Your friend Kate will be here soon. She told Miranda she would be here at 8:30 am." Maria said. "I am looking forward to meeting Miranda's little sister. Now, come here." Andy finished the coffee and standing stepped towards the older woman. Shaking her head, she looked the brunette. "No, no. This is a mistake. Standing will not work, you are too tall for me." Andy grinned down at the woman as she took her empty mug.

"Shall I sit back down sweetheart?" Andy teased.

"Mm, I think you should maybe save that term of endearment for your future wife." Maria deadpanned as she grabbed the cling wrap and led Andy back to the table. "And Miranda happily advised me this morning you had revoked your initial proposal after tasting her Lasagna." Maria pursed her lips but she held amusement in her eyes.

Andy laughed loudly. "That woman is a menace. "It was delicious though. P.J stated he'd married the wrong sister."

Maria got to work removing Andy's sling and covering her neck and shoulder. Stepping away she found the medical tape and secured the wrap. "Miranda is good at many dishes, but she struggles to find the time to do what she needs. Now go shower. I will prepare breakfast for us all.

"Thanks, Maria," Andy said lightly as she stood and stepped from the room.

xxxxxxxxxx

By the time Andy was done with the shower Kate had arrived and settled herself against the headboard on Andy's bed. As Andy stepped from the bathroom she jumped at the sight of the redhead. Kate had grinned at her smugly and had helped her get dressed before dragging her to the kitchen where she, Andy, Maria and Cara had shared a hearty breakfast of eggs done sunny side up, turkey bacon and toast.

Andy ate with gusto much to Maria's delight and Kate and Cara's amusement and the four women conversed happily and with much laughter. Kate showed the two women some video footage she had of Andy as she sparred against her colleagues and Cara and Maria were amazed. Maria stated she should email it to Miranda which she did with a smirk as she tapped a quick message out to her older sister. They all laughed as she got an instant response declaring the video 'Acceptable'.

Maria shooed Andy and Kate out of the kitchen as she and Cara cleared the dishes away. Andy's argument she could clean up was met with a frown as Maria advised her that Miranda paid her well to look after the full house. It was her responsibility and one she took seriously. Andy gave Maria a quick one-armed hug before Kate pulled her out of the room.

They left the house shortly after breakfast and Kate pulled Andy past the milling paparazzi to the car as they asked Andy who her friend was. She handed Andy into the car and laughed as she ran around the car and slid into the driver's seat. She saw Andy close her eyes and her smile widened as she gunned the engine and roared down East 73rd towards Lexington Avenue.

Kate was like a whirlwind pulling Andy through Bloomingdale's. Looking through the Armani collection Kate threw multiple items at the personal shopper Emily had organised at the store, handing the young woman a little black dress she gave Andy a grin. "I am not wearing a fucking dress, Kate." Andy hissed. Kate smirked, and the assistant put the dress back as Kate swapped it for a black sleeveless draped Asymmetric-Neck Top made from Mulberry silk. She then pulled the young women into the Burberry section. The first thing that caught her eye was a cotton check print shirt and some black skinny-legged jeans, the items piled up and Andy groaned. "Katie, why?"

"Why not? You are dating my sister, you need to look the part." Kate whispered so the assistant couldn't hear them. Speaking louder she said. "You cannot be seen out and about in a fugly lumpy blue sweater and hideous skirt." Kate giggled as Andy blushed.

"I can't believe M told you about that," Andy whispered.

"Oh shoot!" Kate teased. She had heard from Miranda and the twins of Andy's delightful and annoying use of golly, gee and shoot while she worked at Runway. Miranda has been laughing hard as she told Kate and P.J about the Andy she had first encountered.

"Ah, seriously I will throttle you, or her." Andy grinned as Kate pulled her through to Calvin Klein. She picked out a variety of bralette's and boy shorts and a long sleeve lounge top & jogger pants combo and some lounge shorts. "Katie why the Calvin underwear?"

"They'll be comfy, I have chosen bralette's with no clasps which will make life easier, and they're still cute. Plus I've heard how much you hate it when your panties ride up your ass." Kate grinned as the assistant following them gasped. "The lounge-wear will be useful when you start P.T." She looked through a rack of blouses. "Oh, I love this blouse." She handed the assistant a soft-white V-Neck Sleeveless Blouse as she continued to search finding nothing further she moved to the next section, handing items to the personal shopper but not giving her the chance to suggest anything.

Andy's eyes lit up at a dress by Halston, it was a white satin dress. It was a v-neck, sleeveless knee-length design, with a crisscross bodice and a flowing asymmetrical skirt. It was the first time in years she'd allowed a dress to capture her attention. The personal shopper, noticing Andy's interest, spoke about the dress in glowing terms as Kate listened. She watched as Andy shook her head and walked away. She looked at the personal shopper who seemed flustered about Andy's behaviour. Taking the young woman to one side she asked her to add the dress to the growing pile of clothes and followed Andy. "What was that about Andy?" She asked gently. "I saw the way your eyes lit up when you saw that dress, so why not?"

"I'm not ashamed of my ink Kate, but it sends a certain message out there. People judge." Andy explained.

"People also judge when they find out you are gay, or when they find out you are Jewish. People suck, Andy, but that doesn't mean you should hide any part of you, including that beautiful tattoo that tells the story of the pride you have in yourself and the love you hold for a certain blue-eyed white-haired tiger and her beautiful red-haired imps. I realised a long time ago that your feelings ran much further than you let on, I said nothing because I didn't want to cause you any further pain." Kate entwined her fingers with Andy. "I am amazed at your capacity to love, Andy."

"I'll take the dress for tonight." Andy grinned.

"Good because I got that surly young woman to add it to the pile we've accumulated," Kate admitted. "Now we need shoe's and maybe a jacket. You look hot in leather but it will not do that beautiful dress justice." Kate smirked as Andy blushed.

xxxxxxxxxx