There's a lot of sex happening in this chapter and some of it is a little different from what I usually write, hope it's still enjoyable. As always, let me know if there's something you want to see happen in this chapter cause I need inspiration lol. And to all my fellow Dutchies, happy [by now belated] King's Day! Hope everybody is safe and reviewer I honestly wish I could promise weekly or biweekly updates and wish I had the time to write that much, but I don't like making promises I can't keep and with studying at home it's just not possible at the moment :(
—The Honeymoon—
''I called a cab,'' Lu said, struggling to keep her eyes open as they made their way to the foyer.
It was way past everybody's bedtime. Lizzy and Jesse had decided to bunk together so that Marc could stay at the hotel and didn't have to find a way to get home. Now it was just Milo, Andy, and Lu left, trying to find a way to say goodnight and goodbye for the time being as the last guests had left. After spending the whole week together – even if they weren't together, together – Andy couldn't imagine not spending the next one with Lu.
It had reminded her how much she had missed Lu when they had been apart. Yes, she had been angry at Lu for dating Julian and making patching things up between them that much more difficult, she had been mad at herself for screwing everything up, but mostly she had just missed Lu a lot. Their relationship was often difficult but things just worked, they understood each other and were able to anticipate what the other needed… For a long time now Andy felt like she no longer understood Lu but in the past week, that feeling of knowing everything with just one look at each other had returned.
She had been able to see exactly what she needed to do, but now that they were about to say goodbye to each other for a little over a week she had no idea what to do, what to say. It was only partially because Milo was there, and because he was now her husband. Andy had seen what a wreck Lu had been earlier that evening, and leaving her on her own this next week, let her go back to work alone as she was mourning her grandmother…
Lu slipped on her coat, pushing her hair out of her face. ''I'll pick Marc up in the morning, I can take the girls home too,'' she said, pushing her hands into her pockets and suppressing a yawn. ''Who's gonna be looking after them?''
''Well, Jesse's going back to school on Sunday, my mom offered to stay with Lizzy,'' Andy said, her tone making it pretty clear that she wasn't too fond of the idea. ''It'll give her plenty of time to interrogate Lizzy about us.'' She pursed her lips together and shook her head, clearly disapproving of her mother. She felt bad that Corrina hadn't been able to stay with Lizzy so now she had to subject the teenager to her mother's curiosity.
''You know I can stay with her if you want, right?'' Lu asked, wondering why Andy hadn't asked her.
''Lu, you don't have to-''
''It'll be a good distraction.'' Lu said, interrupting Andy. She could have work to distract her during the day and busy herself with Lizzy at night. She was well aware that distraction wasn't the best coping mechanism but it's just what she did, and if it got her through the week then that was all that mattered.
Andy knew there was no arguing with Lu, and it was much better than the alternative anyway. She resigned herself. ''I'll let mom know,'' she said. She flipped a stray lock of hair over her shoulder, taking a deep breath, ''Then I guess we'll see you in the morning.'' She reached out, giving Lu's hand a slight squeeze, but not letting go after.
Lu pushed the reminder that considering the time the morning was just a few hours away, to the back of her mind. She looked down at their hands clasped together, ''I can't wait.''
Andy bit down on her lower lip, keeping her eyes fixed on the road in front of her. Milo was driving their rental car to the hotel, his hand on her thigh slowly moving up. They had had breakfast as a family that morning before hopping on a plane to Hawaii; all the while Milo was teasing her. Their exhaustion combined with the prospect of having to get up relatively early had made them decide to wait to consummate their marriage until they could do it properly; and Milo was having the time of his life building her up to that moment.
Milo was driving with one hand on the steering wheel but while he was an excellent driver he had trouble staying focused. He could hear Andy's breath hitch every once in a while when he got closer to her center, before moving his hand away which he knew frustrated her.
She could feel his hand against her panties for a split second and it was enough to make her squirm in her seat, pushing her thighs together. She could hear him chuckle and sighed, ''You're such a tease,'' she said. She allowed his hand to escape from between her legs and stared at him; his skin glowing in the warm sunlight.
She wanted to reach out, tease him the way he had teased her, make him squirm. The thought of working him up until he wanted her as badly as she had wanted him turned her on more than she cared to admit — she was too used to taking on the submissive role. His hand was on her belly, softly stroking it, and she grabbed his hand in her own, guiding it back to her inner thigh, she took a shaky breath in anticipation as he quickly worked his way back up under her skirt. All the while he remained focus on the road, his fingers simply knew what to do.
Milo noticed she started to breath faster, more shallowly, and withdrew his hand. A groan from her made him smile.
''This is torture,'' she said, trying to slow down her breathing which was difficult as she knew they were getting close to the hotel, close to having nothing holding them back. She could see the pleased look on his face and glared at him, ''Have you never heard of the Geneva Conventions?''
He laughed. ''We've got all week, no reason to rush.''
They arrived at the hotel just a little while later and it wasn't long before they were alone in their room. Milo pulled Andy into his arms, burying his face into her neck. He could feel her hands move under his shirt, unbuttoning it before pulling it off of him, her hand moving further down and unbuttoning his pants next. ''Getting right down to it, huh?'' He asked, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and moved to pull it off.
Andy pulled away and shook her head, ''You had your fun, now let me.'' She said, pushing him back onto the bed. She could see he was already half hard and smiled – it was time for once to make him beg for release, to have him squirm under her touch, to have her make him lose all control. It was much better than the alternative at the moment. She pulled her shirt off, looking at his face to see his reaction and wasn't disappointed. She had deliberately not shown him that morning, wanted to keep it a surprise. The dark red lace and silk bra she was wearing matched the panties that were still hidden underneath her skirt. She let it drop to the floor, and stepped out of it. Milo's eyes were the size of saucers and she grinned at him.
''Fuck,'' he said with a groan. He had often said that even when she was just wearing the plainest of underwear but somehow she always seemed to get him going. ''I can't say I'm not having fun,'' he said as she climbed onto the bed, lying down next to him. He moved his arm around her, pulling her closer and kissed her hard. Though their sex life had been put on the backburner he had still missed her greatly when she had in Puerto Rico with Lu and was glad at the prospect of their week together.
''No touching,'' Andy whispered as she pulled away from the kiss, moving her hand down his torso before massaging him through his underwear. She could feel the shudder that went through him when she finally pushed his underwear down, her firm grip on his velvety skin made it hard for him to breathe and Milo tried to hide it – he knew that she knew the kind of spell she had over him and any attempt to prove the contrary would be in vain, but for the sake of still wanting to generally be the dominant one he would still try.
His hand moved down her back and cupped her ass, squeezing it softly. He could feel her hair against his face and breathed the florally scent of her shampoo in.
''I said no touching,'' Andy said to him as she sat up, sitting down on his thighs. ''Don't make me tie you up.'' She had known it would be hard for him to keep his hands to himself but that made it all the more fun. She ran her fingers up and down his dick before grasping it more firmly and jerking it.
The mention of it brought memories of her being tied up back to the forefront of his mind and he let out a strangled moan. Milo looked up at her, his hand had dropped down to next to him on the bed and he missed the feel of her smooth skin. His gaze moved down her body, her full breasts being pushed together by the bra, the slightest hint of a baby bump starting, her panties hiding the place where he most wanted to bury his face and make her come over and over again on his tongue.
Her hand was wrapped around his dick, moving slowly up and down, twisting a bit when she got to the head. There was a concentrated look on Milo's face as he watched Andy's hand, he knew she was staring at him and though he tried his hardest not to let it show how much he was enjoying it, it was hard to suppress the occasional groan.
''You like that?'' Andy asked as she moved a bit quicker, studying his face to find out what worked best.
''It's fine,'' Milo said, trying to sound casual. His head rolled back as Andy found just the right rhythm and his legs trembled. He could feel himself nearing the edge and was bucking up against her hand, ''fuck fuck fuck.'' He bit his lip trying to quiet himself, he didn't like cursing but it was getting more and more difficult to stay quiet.
Andy could see his abs twitching. The perspiration made his skin glisten, his breath coming out in little puffs as he was starting to come. Her gaze remained focused on his face as she pulled her hand away, smirking when his shoulders slumped, his hand which had been grasping the sheet let go.
''Seriously?'' Milo asked, watching the cum dribble down his dick. It had felt so good and then she had just… stopped? He had been wondering how what she was doing could be construed as torture and now he got it.
''Yes, seriously.'' Andy said with a grin, flicking her fingers against the tip and hearing him groan almost in pain. She wiped some of his cum up with her index finger, bringing it to her mouth and licking it off.
Milo swallowed hard, lost for words. His dick was still standing at full attention, just twitching a bit. As he caught his breath he could feel Andy's fingers running up and down his shaft, just the lightest of touches.
Andy could feel the stickiness spreading across her hand and started up again, even slower this time. She ran her hand over the tip a few times and Milo drew in a sharp breath. It was a nice change of pace and she hoped Milo would agree. Watching Milo grow more and more aroused was turning her on and it made for a nicer buildup to her own release than simply having him go down on her, she knew she would come in no time once he finally focused on her with how long it had been and she wasn't ready for it.
She leaned down, flattening her tongue against the tip before sucking him into her mouth. The salty taste spread over her lip as her mouth and hand worked in tandem; her hand speeding up its movements as her mouth sucked on the tip, running her tongue over the slit at the top.
''Fuck, Andy…'' Milo's hands hovered near her shoulders, partially wanting to push her away as it was getting to be too much but the prospect of a satisfying orgasm was too tempting. He could feel her swallow around him and he bit so hard on his lip blood was trickling into his mouth. He paid no mind to it. The groans leaving his mouth where starting to sound more like sobs. His hips jerked and he could feel her release him barely a second after his orgasm started. ''No…'' he whined.
Andy laughed – he wasn't the whiney type and she doubted she'd ever be able to get him to this place again. She looked down at the abysmal amount of cum that was leaking out, wanting to lean down and clean it up with her tongue but that would be defeating the purpose of what she had been doing.
Andy pushed his legs apart, planting one of her own legs in between them to keep him from closing them. She didn't give him as much time to come down this time and started at the base which, though it felt good, wasn't nearly as pleasurable as when she focused more on the tip. She could see Milo looking up at her, clearly wondering how much longer she would continue with this. Her hand kept going very slowly as her other hand, which had been resting on her thigh, started to travel up her body. She could see Milo's eyes following it, taking in a sharp breath when she squeezed one of her boobs. A moan escaped her mouth and Milo's eyes grew darker. She softly ran her fingers over the silk covering her nipple trying not to work herself up too much though she knew Milo enjoyed it.
Milo groaned when she brought her hand back down but didn't have too long to pout about it. Her hand softly tugged on his balls and he grasped the sheet, twisting them in his fingers. He closed his eyes, trying to run images through his head that would take his arousal down a notch but all he could see was Andy, exactly as she was in front of him in that exact moment.
Andy couldn't stop herself from gently grinding against his leg and she bit down on her lip, not wanting to distract Milo too much. Of course he noticed, his eyes flew open. A small smile formed on his face, glad that she couldn't stop herself from torturing herself as well. She swiped her thumb over the tip of his dick and he bucked up against her hand, breathing hard.
As he could feel her speed up his hands found their way to her hips, stroking up and down her soft skin – glad when she didn't stop him. The moment she felt the slightest twitch in her stomach Andy sat still, not wanting to get there already, but she immediately missed the sensation. Milo's hands grabbed her hips more tightly, moving her back and forth as he moved his leg up a bit closer to her center. She stared down at him, her eyes dark and clearly focused. She pushed her thighs together, wanting to stop it as she was starting to sweat.
Her fingers squeezed the tip of his dick slightly before returning to the stroking, making sure to swipe her hand over his tip with every stroke. He was starting to breathe more heavily again and their eyes locked. He wanted to flip them over, push her down onto her back and fuck her hard until they came together but he restrained himself. He almost wished she had tied him up or used the handcuffs he had packed so he wouldn't have to use his already foggy brain to hold himself back.
He was panting heavily, his hips both trying to move away from her torturous ministrations as well as get closer in the hope that this would be soon over. ''I'm-'' his hips jerked, ''oh god,'' his gaze landed on his dick, the purple head swollen, ''Andy,'' his hips jerked against her hand. His fingers dug into her hips, surely leaving bruises. He could feel his entire body tense up before he finally fell over the edge, Andy continuing without hesitation.
There was nothing left to come out, his dick twitching in her hand. She gingerly stroked it up and down as it grew soft in her hand.
Milo was watching Andy slack-jawed as she laid down next to him, running her nails over his nipples, softly scratching his head as he was slowly coming down from his orgasm. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close, kissing her. ''Now let's focus on you.''
''How was school today?'' Lu asked Lizzy as they both sat down in the cafeteria, their dinner trays in front of them. She had arranged for Lizzy to be dropped up at the clinic after school so she could be watched there until Lu went home with her to Andy's house. It had been a bit of an adjustment and it reminded her of when she had Marc do the same years ago.
Lizzy shrugged before her eyes lit up, ''During lunch Suzie and Kim got into a fight and Suzie threw a can of strawberry milk at Kim and it exploded on impact and it got everywhere,'' she said, excited. The horrified look on Lu's face made her smile drop, ''Guess you had to be there.'' She gulped her coke down, her mom never let her drink soda with dinner — or much at all during the rest of the day — and she was glad Lu wasn't as strict.
It struck Lu how little Lizzy had changed over the five years she had known her. The nine-year-old she had taken with her on her first date with Mickey the night Andy kicked Les out of their house could have told the exact same story.
''Are you and mom getting back together?'' Lizzy asked suddenly, snapping Lu out of her thoughts. She could see she had caught Lu off guard, ''I think she misses you,'' she added. Andy had only given her vague answers about the current state of her relationship with Lu but it had been clear they were no longer together.
''Would that be okay with you, if we got back together?'' Lu asked. Andy had told her that Lizzy — and Jesse too for that matter — had warmed up to the idea of them as a couple but she didn't know if they still felt that way.
Lizzy gave a slight shrug, ''Sure.''
Lu hesitated, ''How would you feel about me moving in? We were discussing that before we ended things and if we get back together…'' she figured that sounded better than just telling Lizzy that Andy had asked her to move in. ''I mean, you already have your mom, your stepfather, how would you feel about living with three adults?'' She wasn't really trying to talk Lizzy out of the idea but needed her honest thoughts on it.
Lizzy considered this for a second, ''Would you let me drink soda with dinner?''
Lu looked at Lizzy's nearly empty cup, she hadn't thought about Andy's possible rules surrounding that. ''I think that's for your mom to decide.''
''And when she isn't around?''
The seriousness on Lizzy's face made Lu laugh, ''then sure, I guess.''
''Would you let me have boys over?''
''Absolutely not.''
Lizzy sighed, ''Okay.''
Andy hadn't let him 'focus on her' that Saturday or any other day. They had had sex multiple times each day and she seemed to be enjoying herself but Milo was getting frustrated with her keeping herself from coming – he had come every time but it wasn't satisfying when she wasn't right there with him. Milo knew that she was still mad at herself for what she had done and assumed that was why she kept pushing him away but he was growing tired of it. He knew there was only one way to move past it.
He was sat on the bed when she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and heading for the dresser so she could get dressed for a late night dinner. ''Come here,'' Milo said, holding out his hand to her. He could see a moment of hesitation in her eyes – clearly wondering what he was up to – before she took his hand and allowed him to pull her closer.
She leaned down, kissing him as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. There was confusion when he tried to pull her down onto the bed with him. ''I really should be getting ready,'' she said, taking a step back though his hands weren't letting her go far away from him at all.
''I think I have a better idea for how we can spend our time,'' Milo said. He grabbed the bottom of the towel and let it fall to the floor, his other hand clasped around her wrist.
Andy was sure she knew what he wanted, but wasn't sure she wanted to. It would be a different story if Lu had forgiven her, or even Milo – though he was acting like he had he had never actually verbalized it – with how much damage she had done to both relationships she felt like she needed to do something to make up for it. Yes, her punishment had been fitting considering how dominant Milo and Lu both liked to be, but it wasn't enough. Not for her.
Milo leaned back on his hands, his legs crossed. Andy was stood in front of him, naked, only a few water droplets remaining on her skin. ''Get on the bed.'' He urged.
''I really don't think I should.''
''Get on the bed.''
There was a slight temptation to safe-word out of this situation but Andy wasn't sure that this wasn't exactly what she needed. She considered asking him to talk about it first but they had talked lots and had seemed to be running around in circles, and it had only gotten her here. More talking wasn't going to change anything. She knew logically that he was never going to hurt her, that if she truly didn't want to do this he wouldn't make her, but the look on his face was serious and she knew he wouldn't let her talk him out of this.
He could see that she was starting to over think this. ''Stop thinking,'' he told her, ''And do as I say.'' He stood up from the bed, giving her a slight push towards the bed and making her bend over the side of it. That was exactly how she stayed as he picked up his pants from the chair in the corner of the room where he had discarded them earlier, taking his belt off of it. ''You know why I have to do this, don't you?''
It had been too long since he had last done this and she had missed it. The anticipation of pain made her nervous but she knew it was nothing she couldn't handle. She nodded as she gripped the sheets.
''Give me a number.'' Milo said, running his hand down her spine before letting it rest on her lower back.
No number would ever be high enough but she knew Milo wouldn't accept that answer. ''Ten,'' she answered. It was a start, though she doubted it would do much to relieve her of her guilt.
''Ten it is,'' Milo said. He would've been fine with any number, whatever she needed.
She could feel the first blow land and squeezed her eyes shut. It wasn't as bad as she had remembered – a slight sting but not too bad, she knew it would only get worse as he continued though. ''One,'' she said quietly, just loud enough for Milo to hear.
She braced herself for every single one as he continued, alternating cheeks with every blow. Her arms and legs were tensing up and she was worried her knees would buckle beneath her. She could take this punishment. She deserved this punishment. She wasn't going to let a little pain pussy her out of this. She hissed when the first truly painful one landed and could feel Milo rubbing her cheek to alleviate the pain somewhat.
''Are you okay?''
She nodded. ''Seven.'' The deep breath she had drawn didn't do much to help with the pain as the next couple of blows landed, the stinging took her breath away, the pain reverberating through her body. But it was soon over. Tears were in her eyes. Her chest felt tight as she kept herself from full on sobbing. She knew it wasn't because of the physical pain as she had experienced much worse during her years in the army, and she didn't bother to keep them from falling.
It had helped somewhat, she had to admit that, but she knew that she wouldn't truly feel any better until she had worked things out with Lu – she had been hurt most by all of this. Having Lu break up with her, date someone else, make her jump through hoops to only slightly get accepted into her life again – yes, it had hurt, but it hadn't done anything to alleviate her guilt. She needed Lu to punish her in her own way and even though she knew it would physically hurt a lot less, it would be a lot worse than what Milo had just done for her.
Milo gathered her into his arms, rocking them back and forth. There was the occasional silent sob and he could feel his shirt getting wet. Neither of them knew how long they sat there until Andy pulled away. He held her face in his hands, wiping her tears away with his thumbs before kissing her softly.
She looked away, knowing that if she looked at him for too long only more tears would start falling. ''Thank you,'' she whispered. She kissed him, crawling into his lap, burying her face into his chest and breathing in his scent, it immediately calmed her down.
He flipped them over, pulling her under him. His gaze remained focused on her face, needing confirmation that she was okay with this, as he ran his hand down her body, cupping her sex. When he could see nothing on Andy's face to discourage him from moving forward he slipped his fingers between the folds, not surprised to find that she was already wet.
She swallowed hard and could feel him slip a finger inside. He slid down onto the bed next to her, lying close but no longer on top of her. His hand was stroking her hair as he looked down at her face, planting some soft kisses on her lips. When he added a second finger he could feel her muscles contract around them.
One of her hands was resting on his cheek and she looked into his beautiful brown eyes, feeling like she could get lost in them forever. His breath against her face tickled a bit and she smiled. She felt his thumb against her folds, looking to find its way to her clit and sending shockwaves through her system when it finally did.
Milo could feel her body tense and moved slower, ''Nice and slow, right?'' He smiled at her. She nodded. A soft moan escaped when he kissed her more deeply.
This wasn't how he had expected this to go, her first orgasm after her punishment had been lifted. He had expected there to be frenzied lovemaking, for her to push him down and ride him until she came screaming. That's how he had pictured it, that's the image he had jerked off to when she was away. And while he certainly enjoyed it when they were like that he much preferred this for the moment; it was what she needed and he would do right by her. He would let her take control and be the submissive one if she wanted him to, he would do just about anything for her in the bedroom and outside, but he would be lying if he said he didn't want to pound her until she forgot even her own name.
He hooked his fingers inside her when he found her g-spot and he could feel her arch up against him. His thumb lightly grazed her clit a couple of times before rubbing circles around it. He kissed her, sucking on her bottom lip before pulling away. ''How's that? Good?'' He asked, looking down at his hand which was growing slicker with her juices by the second.
Andy moaned. ''Little lower,'' she whispered, taking a sharp breath when he found the perfect spot. Her hips bucked away from his hands and he chuckled at her before he started kissing her neck. She was staring up at the ceiling, trying to suppress her moaning somewhat though she knew Milo didn't mind them at all. That delicious feeling in her belly returned and she closed her eyes, not wanting anything to distract her.
Milo could feel her start to squirm a little and smiled. Her soft moans that were growing louder by the minute were starting to get him hard and he hoped she didn't notice – he wanted it to be all about her, to have her be putty in his hands, to have her come with his name on her lips.
The moment the little fire inside her had been ignited it started spreading through her whole body – her toes were curling, her fingers gripping the sheet, sweat running down her back, her head leaned back as Milo was sucking on her neck before moving down and sucking a nipple into his mouth, scarping his teeth against it hoping that it hadn't become too sensitive for that.
It was a lethal combination. She pushed her thighs together as Milo added a third finger inside her, the pressure against her g-spot making her lightheaded as his thumb against her clit was sending pleasure waves through her whole body. She could feel her belly tightening, her brain short-circuiting, the only thing she managed was to utter Milo's name between the moans falling from her lips. Her hips rolled against Milo's hand which never stopped moving, keeping her from regaining her faculties. The fluids kept gushing from her as her back arched almost painfully. Her hands tried to search their way to Milo's hand, attempting to push him away but Milo wouldn't be deterred that easily.
''Milo…'' her whole body twitched and jerked. It was impossible to take a full breath even as the aftershocks ran through her body, a shiver going down her spine.
A laugh escaped her lips. Milo kissed his way up Andy's chest and throat before arriving at her lips, taking her open mouth as an invitation. She could feel his tongue in her mouth and she grabbed his face, not wanting him to stop. His hand had slowed down a bit but was still going. Her legs took a while to stop shaking, she finally let go of Milo when they did.
She lied down flat on the bed, trying to catch her breath.
''So what now? Dinner?'' Milo asked as he got up off the bed.
''I'm not that hungry.'' Andy said, smiling wide. She followed him with her eyes as he walked across the room upon those words, watching him open his suitcase and fish for something inside it.
He didn't need to be told twice. He walked back to her, showing her the handcuffs dangling from his fingers. Milo didn't have to say a single word, she sat up, putting her hands behind her back. After the click from the handcuffs closing he pushed her down onto her back, grabbing his dick with his hand and rubbing it against her slit, letting it grow rock hard and get slick with her juices. ''Ready?'' He asked, pushing inside the second she nodded.
''Lu!'' Nick did a slight walk-run to catch up to her as she had sped off before he had even been able to call time of death on the hit-and-run they had worked on for almost an hour.
It took Lu a few seconds to decide to actually not run from him for once as she had been doing that for weeks now, she hadn't been able to face him since… she pushed the thought from her mind. She was so close to getting back together with Andy that the last thing she wanted was to rehash that night – she had made the decision to move on and after her talk with Lizzy had made preparations for Andy and Milo's return. She turned to face Nick, ''I've got a really busy night.'' She said, immediately turning on her heel and continuing her journey. She didn't actually know but when wasn't Wednesday night clinic busy?
''That's okay,'' he said, walking alongside her back to the clinic. ''I just wanted to say sorry in case I made you uncomfortable at the wedding, you didn't seem too happy to see me there.''
''I didn't expect you to be there,'' she said. It had caught her off guard when he had approached her at the wedding, apologizing for what had happened. ''And I had a lot on my mind and-'' she cut herself off, not wanting to make excuses for how she had reacted to him.
''It's okay, I understand,'' Nick said, following her into her office.
''Do you?!'' She turned to him, mad that he was bringing this up when she was supposed to be focusing on her patients, mad that he didn't seem to get the message that she wanted him to leave her alone, mad that Andy had wanted to do that with him. Mad that no matter how many times Andy told her she loved her she had to share her with Milo and afraid that she would possibly have to share her with Nick too. ''Do you understand what it's like to have your girlfriend go down on someone else right in front of you, to have him come on your body, to-'' she bit her lip, feeling the tears well up, ''You understand what that is like?'' Her voice was quieter now, not wanting to air her dirty laundry in earshot of her patients.
Nick looked away, ''I didn't know that you guys hadn't discussed that beforehand, for all I knew you were all for it,'' he said. He didn't want to do anything to sour Lu and Andy's relationship, but since he imagined they would be working together for years to come he needed Lu to not hate him. ''Look, at the end of the day you guys came to me, you can't seriously be mad at me for what you and Andy did,'' he realized he sounded angrier than he wanted to be and took a deep breath, ''I could deal with Andy moaning your name when we were in bed together but I can't deal with you hating me, with her avoiding me in an attempt to make things right with you.''
Lu stared at him, tears in her eyes. ''I'm very busy.'' she repeated, almost a whisper. She didn't have the energy to deal with him anymore. She pushed her office door open, walking out and making her way over to Lana's desk, expecting the pile of charts to be stacked up high at this time of the night. There were none. Her eyes landed on the waiting room, empty. She could see Nick had followed her out of her office and she wanted to run from him but she had nowhere to go.
''Lu, you know I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you,'' he said. They had known each other for coming up on seven years and though they had never been close he had always viewed her as a friend. ''And I would never do anything to intentionally hurt your relationship with Andy, I think you two are great together, you know that.''
Lu stared at him. She didn't know that. She knew her anger at him had been misdirected, Andy had even told her so; but she needed someone to be angry with and couldn't stand the thought of losing Andy no matter how much she had hurt her.
Andy could hear the front door fall shut behind her. She took a second to take in her surroundings; it felt like it had been a lot longer than the mere two weeks it had been since she had been home. There was complete silence and she frowned, she had hoped that Lu and Lizzy would be there when they got home – Milo got paged while they were on their way home.
''Anyone home?'' She asked loudly as she took off her coat, hanging it on the coat rack.
''Upstairs.''
Lu's answer almost surprised Andy, she hadn't expected to get any answer at all. Her hand slid on the banister as she walked up the stairs, she wasn't sure why she still felt nervous to face Lu and she could feel the tension inside growing as she made her way to the guestroom.
They would be alone. There was no wedding to talk about anymore, no Isabel there to distract them. For the first time in a long time it would be just the two of them without anything to keep them from talking about their relationship, and even though Lu had been very kind in looking after Lizzy for the week, Andy was still afraid of what she would say now.
Andy's jaw dropped a little before she frowned as she stood in the doorway. Lu stood in the middle of the room, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she turned to face Andy. The walls which just a few months ago had been painted a light blue were now painted a deep burgundy color. A small smile graced Lu's face but it seemed to fall the longer she and Andy looked at each other. Andy took a step towards her, ''What's going on in here?''
''This is more my kind of color.''