Andrea took a deep breath, bracing herself for what was to come. "I think very highly of you, Miranda. You are be-beautiful, determined," She paused. "I admire your strength and resilience. No matter what is thrown your way or what others may say about you- You walk through it all with such dignity and grace. The way you light up when you are thinking of new ideas for a photo shoot or the book. You never settle." Brown eyes met with Miranda's icy hues as she spoke now. "Most of all you're an incredible mother to Caroline and Cassidy, you love them more than anything on this earth and it shows. And … Well, I love you; I know I shouldn't but I do."
Miranda wordlessly stood from her spot on the couch, glided over to the younger woman, and placed a hand on the woman's cheek. Andrea stood there in awe, she couldn't believe her boss was touching her… She expected to be berated or slapped- Not embraced. "Andrea, I- " The older woman cut herself off and just leaned in to capture the latter's lips with her own.
It was as if time stopped in a collision of senses, their lips perfectly melded together moving in perfect unison. Andrea wrapped her arms around the older woman standing as she did. Miranda's arms rested around Andy's neck and now their bodies were flush against one another. They stayed this way for what seemed like a beautiful eternity. Miranda was the first to pull away, removing her arms gently from the other woman. "Andrea," she spoke the woman's name so uniquely like she always had. "It was in Paris," She paused, sitting down and motioning Andy to do the same right beside her. Once she did, she grabbed her hand. "When I thought I was going to lose you.." Tears welled up in her eyes. "It was then I started to grasp my true feelings. I have never met another soul like you. In the world, I have surrounded myself with… I am aware it is very superficial and cut-throat; Daily I watch people change who they are- They lose their morals… values, their ethics.." She shook her head. "You…You never did. Yes, you changed your appearance and things of that nature; Yet you never lost who you were. You even tried warning me in Paris, you could've easily done the quite opposite… Falling for Thompson's antics, but you were loyal to the bitter end." The editor allowed her tears to flow freely now, not holding anything back from Andrea any longer. The brunette wiped them away tenderly. "I love you, Andrea, very much." She enveloped the latter in her arms in a tight embrace, allowing all the walls she had built for years to fall. Andrea pulled away and looked in the crystal blue hues before her.
"I would like to kiss you again if that's alright?" Miranda bit her bottom lip in anticipation, nodding her approval. Andrea leaned in and captured the latter's lips with her own once more. It was better than the last and like nothing the pair had ever experienced before. It was as if they were out of their own bodies, they were now in another universe altogether.
So many thoughts rushed through Miranda's head- The one that stuck out the most was how tender and soft the encounter felt. Sure she had kissed plenty of men, but this was something she had never experienced before; kissing Andrea was like pure magic. Miranda pulled Andrea into her lap and the brunette straddled her. They pulled away for a moment and Andy laid her forehead gently on the editor's, smiling as she looked into her eyes seeing they were dilated and bright as ever.
"I think I could get used to this," The brunette whispered, pecking the bridge of the editor's iconic nose.
"I could as well," Miranda smiled. "Please," There was that word again. "Will you stay the night?"