"….this is so weird, Miranda. I think something is happening between us and just to clear things up, it's not because of that crazy offer." Andy told Miranda. " It's just...I've never felt anything for another woman before and even though I'm going to break things off with Nate, I just wanted to make sure...I don't know how to say it really without sounding like a weirdo...ughh "

"Andrea, listen. I have never been with another woman either. There was a high chance I would have chickened out of our night together because honestly, I don't believe I would know how to...well, you know." Miranda felt herself blushing. "So if we continue this...us...or start anything we will have to learn together. Does that make sense to you?" She tried her best to explain she and in all honesty, in her previous relationships, she had never been as open about such things, which was probably no doubt one of the things that ended them.

The lack of conversation.

Real conversations.

"I...uh...I don't know." Andy sighed into the phone.

"To be clear I don't want a fling or a one night stand. I want it all...with you. Does that make things clearer?" Miranda whispered the last part hesitantly.

Not hearing a response for what seemed like an age, she grabbed the bridge of her nose in regret. She began to believe she had ruined her chance when she heard a heartfelt sob on the other end of the line.

"I want that too, Miranda. I swear, once I've settled everything with Nate, which will be tomorrow, I want to be with you. I want to start an honest relationship and I want to explore and learn with you. Together." Andy cried.

"Thank God." Miranda breathed out in relief. "For a minute I thought I'd ruined it all. I'm so happy, my darling. Do you need any help tomorrow? What's your plan?" Miranda asked, happy the younger woman felt the same.

"I told him we needed to talk. I am not sure, but I guess I'll pack some things and leave the apartment. I could ask a friend to crash on their couch. Or I'll stay there until I find a new place." Andy sighed, displeased at the thoughts of the events ahead.

"Darling, I booked the suite for an entire week. You can gladly stay there. I can send Roy to pick you up and help you with the things you want to take." Miranda offered. "Then, I can help you find an apartment later this week since I know various people who deal in real estate. But what I actually meant is do you need any emotional support? I know these conversations are not easy." She said soothingly.

"You always know how to say just the right things, did you know that? You know, I couldn't do this without your help but I'm uncomfortable taking this much money from you. The hotel tonight is already so very generous." Andy said.

"I will send Roy no matter what. Then you can decide if you want the suite and to take a few days for yourself, or you can crash on my couch, as you said. I'm a friend, am I not?" Miranda smirked. "I would have offered tonight, but I simply didn't want to overstep and rush you into anything," Miranda admitted shyly.

"Talk about U-Haul, huh?" Andy said.

They both burst into a laughing fit, taking delight in the chance to tease each other.

"Honestly, I'd love to stay with you but only if you don't have any concerns regarding your children. But I must tell you, I wouldn't want to be sleeping on your couch..." Andy said seductively.

"How about the Guest room?" Miranda asked and chuckled again.

"If you're there, gladly. I think I'll definitely need you to hold me after such an emotional day." Andy admitted softly.

"Gladly, my darling. Tomorrow will be no problem because my children are away for the weekend. They will be back on Sunday night, so until then we shall have the house to ourselves and when they come I will talk with them." Miranda told her. "They will be happy I'm sure." She said dreamily.

"Good, I'm so grateful you're supporting me tomorrow. What can I do for you in return?" Andy asked.

"Well, admittedly some ideas come to mind." Miranda flirted.

Andy gasped, realizing straight away what she meant. "Miranda Priestly! You're scandalous." She almost yelled, pretending to be scandalized.

They both chuckled happily.

The editor's low, throaty chuckle made Andy shiver. It was so sexy. "You're so not making this very easy right now." Andy sighed

Miranda wanted to hear how totally affected by her flirting attempts Andy was. "Really, how so?" She asked.

"Oh, you know exactly what you are doing right now missy," Andy said.

"Do I now?" Miranda teased.

"Okay, we have to hang up now because this is getting way out of hand." Andy giggled.

Miranda laughed loudly. "Okay darling, you're off the hook for now. But please, call me before you go over to your apartment?" She asked.

"I will, thank you, Miranda, you are incredible," Andy declared.

"And you're exaggerating, Andrea. Enjoy the suite darling. And for your information, the whirlpool is very soothing." Miranda told her.

"Thank you. I'll talk to you tomorrow. G'night, Miranda." Andy smiled as they hung up and flopping back on the bed, she sighed. She was definitely turning her life around and starting over with her new job and a new, very promising, relationship.

xxx

Andy made her way downtown the next morning, heading towards the apartment and Nate. She'd already talked to Miranda for a short time and was glad to hear her voice for a second.

Miranda had admitted she was glad to know she was on her way over and while on the call, advised Roy to go there right after dropping her off at Elias Clarke. She insisted she wanted to make sure he'd be there to help in case Nate turned hostile and he had to help out. She was particularly concerned.

Andy tried to call Nate and wake him up so that they could talk right away but he didn't answer his phone. She knew he'd be in a crappy mood once he woke up and he'd no doubt have a major hangover.

Once she arrived at the apartment block, Andy took a deep breath and went upstairs. She unlocked the door quietly and stood listening. Everything was quiet. Looking around the living room, other than some empty beer cans she didn't see anything or anyone. Thinking Nate had simply settled in their bedroom, she moved across the living room and started to open the door. The sound of grunting and moaning sounded in her ears and she gasped silently. Letting the slip door open further, she saw Nate was fucking another woman in her bed.

"Oh Nate, harder." The woman yelled not seeing Andy standing in the doorway. Nate started to pound the woman hard and was sweating and grunting like a stuck pig.

Andy shook her head in disbelief and pushing the door further, let it slam against the wall. She moved across the room quickly to gather her things from the bathroom. Nate almost fell off the woman in shock while she pulled the covers over herself and screamed as Andy passed them.

"Oh, don't mind me, I'm just his ex. I'm only here to grab my things." Andy stopped momentarily and cast her eyes at the woman. "I'd be careful with him if I were you, honey. Nate here has some real gambling and drinking problems. He might clear your bank account out, if you're unlucky but other than that, you might have fun." She started to move again, talking loudly to make sure he heard every word as she gathered her toiletries. "Oh, and Nate, I won't be paying another dime for this crappy place so you better get some money, rather quickly, or you'll have to move out. I've already told the landlord I'm outta here." She wondered how she could be so cool in this situation but the fact she didn't care meant she was doing the right thing.

She grabbed her things from the bathroom and moved back into the bedroom, grabbing her suitcase and a holdall and throwing items in both haphazardly.

"Look Andy, baby...I just needed to unwind, you know, and we haven't...we don't do it anymore." Nate tried to explain as the other woman hurried to get her clothes on and leave.

"God Nate, will you just save your fucking breath. It's pathetic. You're pathetic. I'm so over you treating me like shit. I'm here to grab my things and leave. It was over anyway but my decision has only been made easier by you fucking some whore in my bed." Andy said, leaving the bedroom. She grabbed some books and paperwork from the living room and packed it all in another suitcase before looking around once more to see if she had everything she needed. Placing the key on the kitchen island she knew she at least had the most important things.

Nate was standing in the doorway in his underwear, just looking at her in disbelief.

"You can keep the rest or sell it. I guess you need the money" Andy told him. "By the way, I've closed our joint account so that card won't work anymore. And in case you didn't hear me before, it's over!" She said.

Grabbing her luggage, she opened the door and walked proudly out of the apartment, her head held high.

TBC