Miranda shifted in her sleep when she felt something cold brush the back of her ear. She frowned slightly when she heard slight laughter behind her, before settling deeper into the covers. The touch continued, until she lets out a loud huff and rolls over to face her harasser. Andy looks back at her with wide amused eyes, and she looks her over to find the source of the cold assault. Her eyes zero in on the bright red nose Andy is sporting, realizing it to be what Andy had rubbed along her ear.
"Morning, tiger," Andy purred, running her warm hands along Miranda's naked body.
"Andrea," Miranda gasped, as nimble fingers brushed across her now hardened nipples.
"I'm glad you're finally awake, I was going crazy over here with all those noises you make in your sleep," Andy grinned, moving to straddle her hips.
"Noises," Miranda asked, feigning confusion.
"Yes," Andy sighed, catching on to her little game.
"Enlighten me," Miranda challenged.
"Well, you did this one a lot," Andy informed, trailing her hands to cup Miranda's full breast, drawing a moan.
"I seem to remember that one, but that's only one noise," Miranda grinned wolfishly, looking up at Andy with dark blue eyes.
"Not quite," Andy smirked.
"What do you- oh god!"
"Yup," Andy confirmed, popping the 'P'," that's the one!"
"Darling," Miranda husked, biting her lip as she looked up at Andy.
Andy let out an almost silent whimper. Miranda knew what that look did to her! The woman was doing it on purpose! Her eyes darkened as she looked down at her fiancé, before she let a smug grin spread across her face.
"You're so beautiful, Miri," Andy breathed, tracing her face with a fingertip.
"As are you, Andrea," Miranda smiled.
Anything Andy was about to say, was cut off by her phone going off. She groaned, before picking it up off the nightstand.
"This better be good," she growled.
Miranda watched in amusement as she listened to whoever was on the phone, her frown deepening as she listened.
"That's it? Ok, Jason? Yeah, you're fired," Andy informed him, hanging her phone up with a glare.
"Who was that?"
"My head of research," Andy said sheepishly, a slight blush tenting her neck.
"Are you going to call him back," Miranda frowned.
"No, it's ok. I'll have a new one by Monday. Don't worry so much, sweetie, I've been doing this for a very long time," Andy shrugged, slightly embarrassed of her behavior.
"You make it a habit of firing your department heads because they call at bad times?"
"You thought...? Oh no, that's not it! No, he's been lagging in his work for nearly a year now, and I'm tired of it. I never meant to fire him that way, but it was inevitable," Andy explained, rolling off of the older woman.
"I suppose that's understandable," Miranda admitted, watching Andy with sharp eyes as she walked to the bathroom.
"I'm glad you see reason," Andy teased, before disappearing behind the bathroom door.
Miranda sighed, amused at herself because of her reaction to the mere sight of Andy's naked body. She had never been so easily aroused by someone, and it left her feeling exhilarated, youthful and down right horny. It was an odd feeling for Miranda, as she was so used to keeping her emotions locked away for her own sake as much as anyone else's. It was just another way that Andy effected her, and after some thought, Miranda concluded she didn't mind it at all.
"What's going on in that head of yours, pretty lady," Andy whispered into her ear, startling her, as she hadn't realized she had returned.
"Thinking about you, actually," Miranda revealed easily, looking up to meet warm brown eyes.
"Good things I hope," Andy grinned, flattered by her words.
"The very best things," Miranda assured, cupping a warm cheek.
"Good."
"Come back to bed, darling," Miranda requested.
"I never thought I'd see the day Miranda Priestley opted to stay in bed all day," Andy laughed, claiming into the large bed.
"Another thing only you can cause me to do," Miranda shrugged, moving hair from Andy's eyes.
"I have a house in Virginia that I usually go to for the holidays, I was hoping I could take the girls snowboarding this Christmas," Andy admitted,"and my mom and dad can't make it down this year, but they will be conferencing in for a while and they've been asking about you and the girls."
"Have they," Miranda asked, unsure of how Andy's parents would take their relationship.
"Relax, Pretty lady. My parents will love them, and you," Andy smiled.
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because as long as you're Miranda-my Miranda- they'll love you just as I do. If they see this side of you, it'll melt them...not that they need melting."
"But surely-"
"Do you trust me, Miranda?"
"Of course I do. Why else-"
"Then trust me when I tell you everything will be fine," Andy smiled.
Miranda watched her closely, before sighing in surrender. Andy grinned, and pulled her closer. The two sat in silence, with Andy listening to the steady thump of Miranda's heartbeat as her head lay on Miranda's chest. After a while, Andy noticed Miranda's heart pick up slightly, and held her a little tighter.
"I had the most amazing dream last night," Miranda hushed, speaking finally.
"Tell me," Andy requested.
"We were here, and you were rubbing my feet. I suppose I had just gotten home, and you were catering to me as you usually do after I've had a stressful day. And..."
"And?"
"I was pregnant," Miranda revealed, her heart pounding in fear as she awaited Andy's response.
They had never had a talk about having more children, and she was fearful she may have ruined it.
"Hmm," Andy hummed thoughtfully, sitting up.
She looked up at Miranda, and pulled the covers away from her body slightly. Straddling her lap, she leaned down and kissed Miranda's neck, gaining a gasp.
"Do you...want more children...Miranda," Andy got out around kisses.
"I...oh!"
"Don't lie to me, Muriel," Andy warned, nibbling her earlobe.
Miranda swallowed thickly, drawing in a shuttering breath. Andy had used her birth given name-something only her mother had ever gotten away with before Andy- so she knew Andy was as serious about this as possible, despite her current ministrations.
"I think it would be wonderful, but if it's not something you're comfortable with-"
"Shh," Andy purred, grinning devilishly at her,"I would love to have more children with you, Miranda. I wasn't sure how you felt, so I was going to drop the subject for now."
"Are you certain?"
"Miranda, the thought of you carrying our child does things to my heart even I don't understand. I want that," Andy sighed happily.
"I love you, Darling," Miranda sighed, relived beyond belief.
"I love you, too. Now, relax," Andy whispered into her ear, before traveling down her body slowly.
"You're insatiable," Miranda teased, as she panted for air.
"I had to distract you," Andy grinned.
"What?"
"When we have serious talks, about things that make you uncomfortable, I distract you intentionally so that you relax enough to speak your mind and not what you think I want to hear."
"You clever Vixen," Miranda laughed.
"I try," Andy smiled.
"You really know me better than I know myself most times," Miranda smiled.
"You are an amazing woman, Miranda. I had to know everything I could about you. It was selfish, but I really don't feel bad about it," Andy admitted.
"You say these things, and I don't think you realize how they affect me. No one has ever loved me like you do. It's awe inspiring, and I won't every let you go," Miranda said, kissing Andy's head.
"I'm glad...but if you don't let go of my breast, we may never leave this bed and I'm hungry," Andy moaned.
"I see. Well, lets get you fed shall we?"
"...FUCK!"
The scream was only met by a devious chuckle.
"As soon...as I can feel my legs again...I'm going to get you, Miranda Priestley," Andy vowed, between moans.
"Do you really have horses, Mama!?"
"And we get to ride them," Caroline added, bouncing in her seat as they drove up the dirt road to Andy's house.
"Yes, girls," Andy chuckled, pulling in to the winding driveway.
"You are so awesome!"
"We have the best parents ever, Caroline," Cassidy gushed to her twin, drawing a wide smile on Miranda's face.
Miranda gasped as they finally came into view of the house. It wasn't really fair to call it a house, it looked like a mansion! 3 stories was hardly small. Andy pulled into the driveway, and turned off the car. Handing Miranda the house keys, she looked at her fiancé with bright eyes.
"You go ahead, I'll get the bags," she informed her, leaning over to give her a short kiss.
"Where are the girls," Andy asked, wrapping her arms around Miranda's waist.
"In the back yard. They wanted to see the snow," Miranda sighed.
"Hmm. Just think, not too long from now, there'll be another little one running around, chasing after their older sisters," Andy chuckled, sighing happily.
"I can't wait, Darling."
"Stop worrying so much," Andy whispered, kissing her cheek.
"What?"
"Relax, sweetie. My parents are going to love you," Andy assured her.
"How did you know that's what I was thinking about?"
"Because I know you."
The two sat on the living room couch, reading until the girls came in and settled in between them.
"Mama?"
"Yes, Cassidy ," Andy asked, never looking up from her book.
Miranda smiled to herself at how easily Andy could distinguish the girls from each other.
"Can we set up the tree now?"
"Of course, sweetie. Come on, I'll help you get the boxes from the basement," Andy smiled, sitting her book down.
Miranda watched them leave with a small smile, shaking her head in amusement when the twins dragged Andy down the hall.