A/N: This is my first attempt at Fanfiction. I woke up with the idea in my head after inhaling so much DWP/Mirandy fanfic. This is not beta'd. All mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: I do now own any of the Characters belonging to The Devil Wears Prada. These are owned by Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox.
Summary: Andy leaves Paris with final words for Miranda.
A/N 2: I have spent some time since my last update editing this story in the hopes it would coax my muse from hibernation. There are no major changes to the storyline/plot.
xxxxxxxxxx
Chapter Seven:
They made good time getting back to the Townhouse. Snow had started to fall slowly as they travelled and there was a sprinkling on the townhouse steps as Andy guided the editor to the door.
"Be careful my love," Andy said as she tripped over her own feet giggling.
"I'll take your warning to heart darling, but it's not myself I am concerned about. Please try not to fall and smack that pretty little head." Miranda told her laughing.
Managing to open the door Patricia came to greet them, tail wagging she made a bee-line for Andy offering kisses and covering her in drool.
'Hey beautiful girl, you miss us?" Andy asked the dog as she patted her before perching herself on the lower steps of the stairs and removing her boots. Looking towards Miranda, who was stood at the bottom of the stairs watching her, she gave the woman a smile. "Everything okay?" She asked.
"Everything's wonderful. Thank you for tonight." Miranda told her.
"I didn't do anything Miranda, it should be I thanking you. Your words to Irv were incredible." Andy looked at her in wonder.
She moved to sit next to the young woman. Taking her hand and entwining their fingers she placed her head on Andy's shoulder. She said. "I spoke the truth Andréa. Nothing more. You said in one of your Paris letters that you weren't special nor would you ever be and even back then I disagreed. I wasn't about to let that pathetic little man make you feel less than your worth. I had already done that when I stopped writing. I will not allow it to happen again."
Andy turned her head to place a gentle kiss on Miranda's head causing Miranda to snuggle in further and give a hum of contentment. "Are you hungry or thirsty darling?" Miranda asked.
"Nope, I'm good. Do you want to move from these steps?" Andy responded gently.
"Yes. I'm just going to get some water." Miranda told her.
"I'll put Patricia out back for a moment and get it. Okay?"
"Yes, darling." Miranda placed a kiss on Andy's cheek as she got up off the steps and made her way up the stairs.
Andy walked to the back of the house. Calling Patricia to follow. Opening the back door she stepped onto the patio as Patricia ran off into the darkness of the garden. Leaning against the balustrade she looked up at the sky and spent time expressing her thanks to the universe for the blessings of the last few days.
Hearing a noise behind her she spun around to find Miranda leaning against the door frame smiling softly. "Hey," Andy whispered.
"What are you doing out here barefoot and without a coat?" Miranda queried. "You'll catch your death."
"I'm giving my gratitude to the universe," Andy admitted. "I love nights like this. Snow falling, the city becomes so quiet. It's peaceful."
Miranda shivered and crept closer to Andy. "You're icy." She exclaimed as she wrapped Andy up in a tight embrace.
"Well, I was waiting for Patricia," Andy muttered into Miranda's hair.
"Patricia came in five minutes ago, she's currently in her bed all toasty and warm, just like we should be." Miranda sniggered.
"Oops. Okay then, let's go get warm..." Andy grabbed Miranda round the waist and picking her up gently walked her back into the house as Miranda held on tight and let out a peal of joyful laughter. "I love it when you laugh like that," Andy told her, lifting her on the kitchen counter.
"It's so easy to laugh and smile when you're here with me. You bring such delight and a lightness to my world Andréa." She explained as Andy made her way to the fridge and poured two glasses of Pellegrino. "There I was thinking it was my job to manhandle you and yet you pick me up with so much ease." Miranda laughed again.
Andy looked back at her. "Ah, that would be my fat arse giving me the extra strength." Andy sniggered at her attempt to impersonate Emily.
"I could have throttled her for saying that to you..." Miranda seethed. At Andy's arched eyebrow Miranda looked away guiltily and whispered. "If I could take back every one of the hateful words, I spewed at you I would. In a heartbeat."
Andy walked towards the woman, placing the glasses of water on the counter beside her she cupped the editor's face in her palms. Smoothing out the frown line on the older woman's forehead she noticed when Miranda shivered at the touch and removed her hands. "Sweetheart that's all in the past now. I've forgiven it all. How could I not?" Andy told her.
"You're too good for me." Miranda declared. At her words, Andy shook her head and rubbed her hands together. Looking up at the young woman she saw her attempting to warm her hands. "You're freezing darling. Come on upstairs I'll run you a bath." Miranda jumped off the counter gracefully and grabbing both glasses of water she passed one to Andy and using her free hand pulled her from the kitchen and up to the bedroom.
Placing her glass of water on her bedside table she pushed Andy gently onto the side of the bed. "Wait here," Miranda said smiling as she took the glass from Andy's hand and moved around the bed to put it down. She turned down the coverlet and stalked towards the closet coming out with a wrapped box. "I have a gift for you," Miranda told her shyly.
Andy looked up surprised. "Sweetheart you don't have to get me things." She said.
"Well, this will be useful for us both. Open it." Miranda smiled as Andy gently shook the box before tearing the paper. Looking down she saw the new Apple iPhone. "My personal and work numbers have been programmed in it already, the shared number Cassidy and Caroline have is also in there at their insistence." Miranda smiled as Andy pulled her towards her and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"Thank you." She breathed, tears glistening in her eyes.
"You're welcome my darling. I'll just go and prepare that bath." Miranda kissed her again before walking into the bathroom. Once there she started running hot water into the tub, moving around the room she found the oils she wanted to add. She mixed Ylang-ylang, Cinnamon, Sandalwood and Jasmine oils with Argan oil and added it to the water, swirling her hand through to test the temperature. "Perfect." She hummed as she switched the water off. Walking back to the bedroom she found Andy exactly where she left her. Walking towards the brunette she noticed her looking pale, biting her lip and pulling her fingers in agitation. "Darling, what's the matter?" Miranda asked in a panic.
"This," Andy whispered showing Miranda the email open on her iPhone. Sitting beside Andy she reached for her glasses and looked at the iPhone screen.
"It's from your mother? I shouldn't read it." Miranda told her looking up.
Andy scoffed. "Then I'll read it out to you. 'Andy, it has been brought to our attention that you are back in New York. You were seen today arm in arm with that woman and her spawn. You will not embarrass us in this way. We expect you on the first flight home. No arguments.' They enclosed a fucking ticket. As if I am some wayward child in need of correction. They have the nerve to judge you and your beautiful girls." Andy was furious.
Miranda pulled her close and rubbed circled on Andy's back soothing the woman in her arms. "Darling, I promise we'll work this out."
Andy pulled back, looking at her with determination shining from her eyes. "I'm not leaving you now we've found each other Miranda. I am 25 years old. They cannot enforce this."
"Hush, I know my darling. Come on, your bath is ready." Miranda pulled the young woman to her feet and guided her to the bathroom. Taking her time she started to undress the woman. She unbuttoned Andy's waistcoat and shrugged it off her shoulders, unbuttoning the top button of the jeans she pulled the t-shirt from the waist and up over the brunettes head and tugged the jeans over Andy's hips until they pooled around her feet. "Step out," Miranda told her as she walked behind and unhooked her bra. Looking down she saw Andy was wearing boyleg briefs, she pulled them down Andy's long legs breathlessly. Once divested of all clothes Miranda guided her again to the bath. "Now relax." She demanded.
"Aren't you getting in?" Andy asked.
"Are you sure darling?" Miranda queried softly.
"Totally. Get in here." Andy insisted as she moved her legs to make room.
Andy watched as Miranda stripped quickly. Red dress coiling itself around the pile of clothes Miranda had removed from Andy. Shucking off her bra and thong she stepped in front of Andy and lowered herself into the warm water. Laying back on Andy's chest she closed her eyes and took a deep breath as arms encircled her.
"Mm, this is heavenly," Miranda whispered as she welcomed Andy's hands move up to her shoulders where she massaged them, taking her time to iron out any knots and ease the older woman's tension. As Miranda reclined deeper into Andy's chest as she relaxed the hands moved over her shoulders, skimming her collarbone and down to her breasts, cupping them with her palms. Miranda arched into the touch letting out a moan as Andy caressed them. "Oh, God." Miranda exhaled. Andy's hands continued to circle her nipples slowly while placing kisses along her neck and jaw.
"You are so beautiful, Miranda," Andy whispered as she placed a kiss on her temple. "There's no place I'd rather be than here."
xxxxxxxxxx
As the bath cooled Miranda moved away from Andy's touch. Looking over her shoulder at the young woman she smiled. Standing up she stepped out of the tub and held her hand out to her love. "Bed?" She asked hesitantly.
Rushing to stand Andy gripped Miranda's hand, launched herself out of the bath and dragged her laughing from the bathroom. As they neared the bed Andy became nervous. "Sweetheart." She whispered. "I want to make love to you," Biting her lip she eyed the editor.
Miranda stepped closer and guided her to the bed. She laid herself down on the cool sheets and pulled Andy down beside her. Turning to face each other Miranda pulled Andy into a searing kiss that ignited their passion for one another again.
Andy rolled herself on top of the older woman, legs straddling one of the older woman's thighs as her hip met Miranda's aching core. Breaking their kiss she rained kisses along Miranda's cheeks, behind her ear, then her jaw and neck. Kissing her way down the woman's chest she finally arrived at her breasts she lavished them with attention.
"Oh my God you're so soft," Andy whispered as she took an erect nipple into her mouth. Moaning at the intensity of Andy's hot mouth Miranda curled her fingers in Andy's long hair and pulled her closer. Arching her back Miranda knew more desire than she'd ever had in her life. "So gorgeous?" Andy said watching the older woman unravel beneath her. "Tell me what you need." She whispered as her tentative hands roamed over Miranda's hips and thighs.
"I need you...inside." Miranda hissed as Andy slowly trailed her hand over the older woman's stomach and then down, cupping her mound she gently parted her folds and made contact with her throbbing clit. "Jesus." Miranda cried out in a lusty moan.
Andy was amazed at the glorious sound of Miranda's pleasure, the heat and wetness radiating from her. Pressing firmer she heard Miranda moan again before moving her fingers lower. Circling softly without penetrating "Are you sure?" Andy asked breathlessly.
For the first time in her life, Miranda Priestly wanted to be taken, she needed to be owned by this young woman. "Oh, God! Yes..." Miranda confirmed in a deliciously husky tone. "Please." She whimpered. "Make me yours."
As Andy gently thrust two fingers into Miranda, she groaned as she moved slowly inside the older woman. Moving her lips back up she captured the older woman's mouth in an urgent kiss and thrust harder, Miranda's hips rising to meet each thrust. "Mine," Andy growled as she rubbed herself against Miranda's thigh as she thrust deeper and harder.
"Oh, God! Yes...Andréa..."Miranda cried out as her orgasm hit. Sliding down the older woman's body Andy kept her fingers inside as she kissed across the scar on Miranda's stomach. "Don't," Miranda whispered embarrassment showing in her eyes.
Raising her eyes to the woman below Andy said. "It's beautiful, its proof you carried life within you, proof of those two beautiful little girls. Don't be ashamed, sweetheart. I love you, I love all of you." Moving down further Andy nuzzled against her. "I really need to savour you." She muttered as she parted Miranda's thighs and blew carefully at the hot wetness, flattening her tongue against her clit she swiped attentively, savouring Miranda's flavour she let out a hum of pleasure. She started to move her fingers inside in sync with the movement of her tongue, driving Miranda to dig her heels into the mattress. Feeling Miranda getting closer, as her walls clenched around her fingers, she covered the clit with her mouth and sucked it into her mouth.
"Andréa...Oh my God...Oh!" Miranda cried as her body convulsed and she pulled Andy closer second orgasm hit. Grinding herself against Andy's warm mouth and fingers she rode out the waves of pleasure. As Miranda relaxed Andy moved her fingers from Miranda smoothly and made her way up Miranda's body and held her close, faced pressed into Miranda's neck. As Miranda snuggled in, her contentment evident, she lifted Andy's chin and pulled her into a passionate kiss. "Mm, I can taste myself on you," Miranda told the young woman.
Pulling away slightly Andy made to move away. "Sorry." She whispered embarrassed.
"What on Earth are you sorry about?" Miranda asked her lightly pulling her back towards her.
"I didn't think that kissing you...I wasn't sure if you'd want to, well after..." Andy trailed off.
"After cunnilingus?" Miranda giggled seeing the woman in her arms blush, she told her, "Darling I wouldn't have initiated the kiss if I was in any way concerned about how I would taste mixed with your usual intoxicating flavour. This morning as I kissed you after I made love to you, what did you think?" She asked curiously.
"It was the most erotic experience of my life," Andy admitted. "Nate would never..." She tried to explain.
"I would prefer it if you didn't bring the fry-cook into our bedroom and most intimate moments," Miranda told her wryly. "However I must tell you that whatever it was he never did was his loss."
"He didn't go down on me, no matter how much I asked, I think he was scared," Andy told her.
Miranda looked up at the brunette in wonder. Placing a tender kiss on her lips she whispered. "Definitely his loss, you are heavenly. I am sorry for his future partner's, poor girls. I don't know how he could he deny you anything you asked? He obviously wasn't deserving of your love."
"Do you think you are?" Andy asked.
"No, not at all. I think you are decidedly too good for me, I, however, will ensure I work hard to become worthy of you, of your love." Miranda told her as she rolled the young woman on her back. "And my first act of salvation is to worship every single delicious inch of you," Miranda smirked down at the woman below her.
Andy reached up and cupped the older woman's face. "I love you." She whispered reverently.
"I love you too my darling. Let me show you just how much." Miranda asked. Observing the nod of acceptance she swooped down giving Andy a heart-stopping kiss. Miranda angled her hip between Andy's thighs pushing against her wet centre as they continued to kiss, tongues entwining. As their kiss broke Miranda trailed her lips across Andy's smooth, strong jaw, to nibble and lick and kiss the sweet spot behind Andy's ear causing a shiver of pleasure to course down her spine.
"Miranda please..." Andy begged.
"Shh," Miranda told the young woman as pushed both her hands above her head.
"Keep them there, hold on to the headboard" the editor requested. Spreading Andy's knees further she settled between them. Trailing kisses down the young woman's body she captured a nipple between her teeth and bit down before soothing it with her tongue. Andy moaned at the pleasure-pain sensations the attention caused. Moving down she pressed open-mouth kisses on Andy's stomach, the scent of the young woman's heavy arousal thick in her nostrils as she breathed in. Miranda blew gently on Andy's exposed sex, causing her to tremble. "So wet, darling."
"It's all for you!" The brunette told the editor, her hips bucking, trying to make contact with Miranda's mouth. She was certain that the first touch would make her climax.
"I want to watch you come undone," Miranda told her softly as she moved back up Andy's body. Settling herself once again between the young woman's legs she let her hand trail over wet curls and slipped her fingers deep into the dripping wetness of Andy's arousal. The quick but gentle motion causing Andy to cry out loudly. Letting go of the headboard and pulling a pillow across her face Andy attempted to smother her cries as Miranda's fingers worked their way in and out as her thumb circled Andy's clit. Miranda removed the pillow from Andy's face as her mouth trailed kisses along Andy's jaw and neck. Miranda could sense just how close Andy was to coming undone. Seeing Andy's eyes closed Miranda demanded. "Look at me." Slowing her thrusts as Andy's eyes swirled open as she looked at the woman above her. Locking eyes Miranda told her. "I love you."
Losing herself in gentle blue eyes that conveyed all the love and tenderness the older woman felt Andy move furiously against Miranda's hand, Fighting against her impending orgasm Andy leaned forward to capture Miranda's lips in a searing kiss.
"Come, my darling," Miranda whispered against Andy's lips.
Letting go Andy let out a moan as her climax overcame her, lips caressing and still moving against Miranda's fingers it took a few minutes to ride out the waves of intense pleasure that had overtaken her and allowed her to fall into a warm haze of contentment. Still kissing Miranda's removed her hand from Andy's core. As Andy's hands released the headboard, she pulled Miranda closer and roamed all over the older woman.
Breaking the kiss Andy looked into the blue of the editor's eyes and stroking her fingers along her face whispered. "I love you more."
Laughing joyfully Miranda rolled off Andy and pulling her closer said. "We must agree to disagree my darling. Now sleep, my love." Snuggling into the brunette's arms Miranda felt a sense of peace overtake her and allowed herself to luxuriate in the happiness of the moment.
xxxxxxxxxx
Miranda woke up early tangled in a pair of arms and legs, welcoming Andy's heat surrounding her she smiled happily and stretched. She felt wonderful. The arms around her waist tightened as she snuggled in further.
"Mm good morning beautiful," Andy whispered in the older woman's ear.
"Good morning my darling," Miranda whispered back. "Did you sleep well?"
"Wonderfully well. You?" Andy questioned.
"One of the best night's sleep I've ever had," Miranda admitted as she turned towards the brunette offering her a genuine smile. "What would you like to do today?" Miranda asked.
"Anything. As long as I'm with you." Andy told her.
"There's work I must do so the next few days free, but it would just be an hour or two, and I need not go to the office to do it. Would you mind terribly? We could go for a walk and to lunch afterwards." Miranda said hesitantly. "The girls aren't due back until around 5 pm."
"Sweetheart you must do what you need to, I don't want my presence here to impact your work, I understand how important it is to you. I'm happy to sit and write, There are a few days of my journal I can catch up on, emails to respond to and I have an article idea I want to work on too." Andy told her gently looking down at her with a smile.
Reaching up Miranda tilted her head and captured Andy's lips in a kiss. "I adore you. You make me so happy." Miranda whispered against Andy's lips.
"Mm likewise. I should get up and make us some coffee." Andy said with a grin as she attempted to untangle herself from Miranda.
"Later," Miranda said pulling Andy closer and kissing her passionately.
As they broke the kiss Andy pulled Miranda against her fully and rolled them both so Andy was under Miranda as she confirmed. "Oh yes, later."
xxxxxxxxxx
They spent a blissful few hours entwined in each other's arms, making love and talking about everything and anything. They laughed together as Andy related some of her adventures overseas and Miranda described some of the more useless assistants to enter Runway.
By the time they showered and made their way downstairs, Miranda was in work mode. Moving towards her study she grabbed the newspapers before entering the room and sitting down at her desk. Andy entered behind her placing her new iPhone and laptop on the couch under the window and then made her way to the kitchen and put the coffee on. Moving to the fridge and helping herself to some yoghurt she ate quickly before pouring two steaming mugs of coffee and making her way to the study.
She noticed Miranda frowning, jaw clenched tightly and with teeth grinding as she read the Post. "Miranda?" She questioned quietly. "Sweetheart?"
"This is just fucking ridiculous." Miranda seethed as she threw the paper on the floor. Moving quickly towards the editor she placed the coffees at the corner of the desk before bending over and seeing the headline on Page Six. Picking it up, she read;
Is sapphism the newest fashion statement?
Which fashionista Editor In Chief is about to come out as a lesbian, complete with a much younger girlfriend?
Runway's Miranda Priestly did nothing to stop the rumour mill when she left the Runway Christmas Party at Elias Clarke hand in hand with her 25-year-old ex-assistant Andy (Andrea) Sachs last night.
It's understandable that a 50-year-old may find comfort in a younger person's arms but what could this beautiful 25-year-old woman see in the Ice Queen?
Sources close to the editor state that this is not a new development, believing the relationship started before the divorce proceedings between Miranda Priestly and Stephen Tomlinson.
When we approached Mr Tomlinson about the allegations he said.
"Nothing about that woman would surprise me, she always had an unnatural fascination with that girl. I am sorry for the young woman in question being entangled with that frigid bitch and for her two daughters who don't deserve the continued upheaval in their lives."
All attempts to get a quote from Miranda Priestly's office are met with silence.
Andy snorted. "If they actually investigated properly, they would find I haven't been in the country for the last three month. It's poorly written, hack journalism at its best." Andy smirked.
"You don't seem particularly phased my darling." Miranda was seething.
Andy knelt before Miranda. "Why would it phase me? I adore you and your girls, plus I realise that all this will blow over when they get their next bit of juicy gossip. Lindsay Lohan is bound to be found DUI again or maybe it'll be Paris Hilton that shaves her head." Andy smiled. "They are using an old photo of us from the benefit at the Met, they hold nothing on us. If you want to deny it, I would understand. I understand how much you value your privacy."
"I will not deny it Andréa. We have nothing to be ashamed of. Stephen, on the other hand, will regret his comments about my girls." Miranda was furious.
"Sweetheart I hate to say this because you married him after all, but Stephen is a moron. He wants his 15 minutes of fame. Let him have it, it will come to bite him on the ass, eventually." Andy gave her a small size.
"I need to speak with Leslie," Miranda said as she picked up her cell and dialled. As it was answered she put it on speaker. "Leslie. I take it you saw today's Post?"
"The phone's been ringing off the hook at Runway but there's no one there to answer." Leslie laughed.
"Hm yes. I don't know what else they'd expect on Christmas Eve." Miranda smirked. "Anyway, I'm sure the news today was a surprise..."
"Not so much, no. I should advise you that Irv is up in arms about the press." Leslie warned.
"Of course he is. However I believe it may have been Irv who fed the story to the press, I possess ways and means to find out and if it was him, I will make him pay." Miranda declared. "Irv and I had a slight disagreement regarding Andréa's worth as a person."
"Ah, I heard rumours about you flying to her defence, on more than one occasion. Is it true then? Leslie asked.
"Well yes. As you know I am protective of the things I care about. That insufferable little ass-monkey deserved it and more." Sitting back on her heels in front of Miranda Andy snorted trying to suppress her laughter at Miranda's use of her insult.
"She's there with you now?" Leslie laughed in her surprise.
"Of course she is. She's been here for the last two days upon her return to the States, I am using one of her more delightful insults for that vile little man." Miranda told her as Leslie snorted in laughter. "I need a statement released."
"You're going to deny it?" Leslie questioned trying to calm her prior amusement.
"No, we will not deny it. I want the truth told. Andréa has been overseas since Paris, there was no relationship other than professional before her return from Asia, despite what anyone says. Due to having formed a wonderful professional relationship we stayed in touch and wrote and emailed each other. We found we have more in common than we ever expected and our feelings developed from there. This is a very new turn of events, and quite unexpected. The story printed today is filled with half-truths, I will have defamation charges drawn up against the writer and Stephen will regret his comments about my girls."
"You're taking legal action?" Leslie groaned.
"Of course. Unless they retract the part where they state this relationship started before the divorce. I have Andréa's reputation to consider. This could adversely affect her future career prospects." Miranda stated.
"But Mira..." Andy spoke quietly.
"Darling, I will do what I have to ensure your reputation remains untarnished. I don't care what they say about me, but you and my girls mean the world to me and I will not have your names dragged through the mud." Miranda told her. "Leslie, ensure that this is handled immediately. That's all." She disconnected the call as Andy lay her head in Miranda's lap. Miranda ran her hands through Andy's hair gently massaging her scalp. "I'm sorry about this. I thought we would have more time." She whispered.
Looking up at Miranda Andy gave her a bright smile. "I regret nothing, my love. I am happy to be here with you and if that means dealing with the press for a while so be it. I will go get us fresh coffee. Okay?"
"Acceptable." Miranda smiled as Andy got herself up, bent down to place a soft kiss on Miranda's lips, took the mugs off the desk and moved out of the study and back down to the kitchen.
xxxxxxxxxx
After she poured the cold coffee away she rinsed the mugs and started a fresh pot. Running her hands through her hair Andy realised this was really happening, her and Miranda were now out to the public. Tears formed in her eyes, she felt guilty that the press would hound Miranda and the girls once again.
Entering the kitchen Miranda found Andy hunched over the counter, head in hands. From the door, she could see the young woman's shuddering with her sobs. Walking towards her she panicked. Wrapping her arms around Andy's waist from behind. Miranda soothed her. "Darling, it's alright, it's all going to be okay, I promise."
Turning in Miranda's arms Andy looked at her. "I've attracted the fucking press back into your life. How are Cass and Caro going to react? They will hate me."
"My girls wanted you here with us. They adore you almost as much as I do my darling. They knew this would happen once our relationship became public knowledge, we didn't realise it would happen this quickly, but that isn't your fault and to be honest I'm happy it has happened. I don't want to hide away, Andréa. That would demean what we are building. I need you to know this is it for me. You are my person. My soul resonates with yours." Miranda hid her face in Andy's chest embarrassed.
Andy pulled Miranda closer and placed a kiss on her head. "Don't hide from me, Miranda. Look at me, my love." Making eye contact Andy saw the love shining through Miranda's eyes and smiled. "I love you, I have never been more certain of anything. Now the coffee's done, it's time for us to work." After placing a brief kiss on Miranda's lips they broke apart and Andy poured their fresh coffee and followed Miranda back to the study. Placing one mug on the desk she stalked over to the couch and sat down, opening her laptop she sat back sipping her coffee as she waited for it to boot up.
She heard Miranda sigh and looked up to find her staring at her. Offering her a wide smile Miranda blushed once she realised she had been caught staring. "You okay?" Andy asked.
"That laptop seems to have seen better days," Miranda told her.
"I know it's a bit battered, but it still does what I need it to, it's been around the world with me. It hasn't failed me yet." Andy grinned as she pulled it onto her lap and opened her email client. "I'm about to respond to my mom. Shall I send your best wishes?"
Miranda snorted. "If you think you must." Miranda put on her glasses and focused on her Desktop, tapping away furiously as she responded to emails.
Andy concentrated on her email to her mom.
Date: December 24, 2007
Sender: andys82
Recipient: rgsachsofcinci
Subject: RE: Flight home
Hi Mom and Dad,
Unfortunately, I have to decline your offer for the first available flight to Cincinnati. I have no interest in being anywhere near Ohio in the foreseeable future. Obviously, you are aware you are unable to enforce my departure from New York as I am 25 and ceased to be under your rule when I reached 18 and legally became an adult. (Pre-law was good for something at last)
Before I left the States, I told you why I walked away in Paris. Your incapacity for acceptance darkened my world to a point I couldn't see any way forward. You are my parents, you are supposed to offer unconditional love, but you have proven you only offer your love when it suits you. As soon as you found that I didn't fit into the tiny little package of your design you tossed me away. Miranda helped me to understand that life is inherently messy, we are not meant to fit in but to stand out.
I am happy to be back in NYC although I enjoyed my travels. I booked into a hotel but upon encountering Miranda's twins and then Miranda herself shortly after my arrival I was invited to stay at their home, an offer which I accepted wholeheartedly. They have all made me very welcome. There's a lot of love in this house that brings a new lightness to my heart. I found the courage to tell Miranda how I much I care about her and she feels the same for me.
I love you both very much but I need you to let me be who I am, to live my life how I see fit and to love with all my heart.
Regarding the items you are storing, you can send them to me, give them to goodwill or burn them...whatever...I don't care. It may take me time but it's all replaceable.
Andy
PS: I should inform you that Miranda and I made Page Six this morning. If you experience the need to speak to the press about us, I will ensure there is not a single chance of reconciliation and I will not stop Miranda from enacting whatever punishment she believes is warranted for any breach in our privacy and that of her Children.
Andy sat back as she read through her reply and hit send before she could talk herself out of it, closing her eyes she fought her tears once again. Opening her eyes as she noticed the sofa dip next to her, she turned her head as Miranda offered a shy smile.
"Come here," Miranda said as she held out her arms. Andy moved into the embrace and buried her face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply she was calmed by Miranda's signature scent. "Do you want to talk about it?" Miranda questioned gently.
"Nah, I was just responding to my mom's email from last night. Part of me just wanted to cuss her out, but I tried to explain everything again.
"May I see?" Miranda asked.
"Sure." Andy pulled up her sent emails and brought up her reply to her mother, angling the laptop to a position where Miranda could easily read she sat biting her lip as the older woman scanned the email.
She smiled gently at the brunette. "It is concise and heartfelt. I hope they learn to be more accepting my darling." She pulled the young woman back into her arms as another email pinged in her mailbox. Looking down she saw it was from Rolling Stone. "You should answer that." She said to Andy.
"It can wait a few minutes, I'm happy here in your arms." Andy smiled up at Miranda.
xxxxxxxxxx