Once the door closed Miranda leaned against it and smiled. She hadn't spent that long just kissing in a long time. She never particularly liked to kiss not understanding fundamentals of 'the kiss'. But now with Andrea she understood, she understood why people craved their partner's lips against their own and how a simple kiss could turn you on and complete you all at the same time. She loved how soft Andrea's lips were and how they fit perfectly in line with hers.

Shaking her head she turned away from the door and moved into the bathroom to take a shower, not believing that she was contemplating Andrea's lips. God, she was turning soft, but a Miranda soft. She knew that she would only show this side of herself to her daughters and Andrea but still that was one more person who broke down the walls that made Miranda Priestly who she was.

Across town Andrea was standing on her balcony yet again looking at the Paris skyline, wishing that she had the warmth of Miranda's body pressed up against her. She couldn't believe her luck and felt like she was dreaming that a mean hour ago she had Miranda's body pressed up against her. And not only that but she wanted a relationship and a public relationship at that. She wasn't worried about her reputation and had no family to speak of except Paul that would make it problematic. But Miranda, her reputation was fragile but if she wasn't worried than neither was Andy. with that last thought Andy walked back inside to shower before going to sleep with a smile on her face.

It was the phone that woke her up and she rolled over to see the time, 10am. Wow, it had been a long time since she had slept that long. She reached out and grabbed her phone, "hello?"

"Oh darling did I wake you?"

"Miranda, yes but if I get to talk to you, its fine. What's up?"

"I just wanted to say hello to my girlfriend."

"Why do I feel as though there is an and attached to that sentence?"

"And Emily wants to talk to you but I wouldn't let her call you because I thought you were sleeping and this is your vacation."

"Put her on the phone. Oh and you are adorable."

"So are you, here she is."

"Andrea, dish I want to know everything but Miranda wouldn't let me call you. By the way I think she can read minds."

"What's to tell she came to see me at the Louvre we walked around Paris, had coffee, and then dinner, and then you walked in on dessert."

"ANDY!!! I did not need to know that. But I am so happy for you. I think that you two are the cutest…."

"Yes, yes the cutest couple. You know I hate the word Emily." Said Miranda as she took the phone back from Emily.

"Miranda, you need to learn to share," joked Andy as she stretched in bed and sighed.

"What are you doing?"

"Laying in be, thinking about you. Want to know what I am thinking."

"Yes but."

"I know Emily is in the car. Call me as soon as you can and I will tell you….in detail."

"Okay, talk to you later."

"Bye baby" and Andy hung up surprised at herself and her actions. She was never this wanton but something about Miranda made her want to go see her and push her up against the nearest wall and have her way with her. She was suddenly very excited to have Miranda call and in the meantime decided to get ready for the day.

Out of the shower she dressed in her favorite la perla underwear that was featured in last month's issue of Runway. Over that though she threw on her favorite pair of seven jeans and a button up Oscar de la Renta black button up blouse. Sitting down on the couch she pulled out her laptop and started to work. An hour later she was furiously typing away when her phone rang, she was so involved that she answered out of habit with a brisk, "Andy Sachs."

"Miranda Priestly" Miranda mocked with the same brisk tone. In all actuality Miranda was a little put off by the brisk tone that Andrea was using. This was her only free time and was now locked away in her hotel suite so she could talk to her girlfriend even though every fiber of her being was telling her to rush over and see her. And when she does call she gets the brush off.

"Sweetie, hi! How was your meeting?" Asked Andrea as she saved her work and set the laptop aside to devote her attention to Miranda. That's better thought Miranda and leaned back on the couch resting her head against the back and propping her stocking feet on the footstool.

"Boring, but oh well. I sincerely hope that the shoot isn't as boring. You are coming right, 1:30?"

"Oh course, I'll meet you out front."

"Okay if you're sure but I can have a driver pick you up."

"No need I'd like to walk, you know take in more of Paris."

"Okay. So tell me how was your morning."

"Well I woke up to your lovely voice and wished you were lying next to me. And then I thought of you in the shower and when I got dressed. God Miranda I haven't seen you in less than a day and I already miss your kiss, the feel of your body pressed up against mine, the softness of your hair."

"Well, I didn't know I was so unforgettable in a good sense but I have to say that I have missed you also. I wanted to call you the minute I woke up but seeing as that was 5am I decided against it."

"Good choice I would have killed you if you woke me up at 5am. And while we are on that topic what were you doing up at 5am?"

"I had a meeting at 7 and I needed to get ready."

"Miranda, it does not take you two hours you are devastatingly beautiful and you could wear a paper sack and all of Paris would fall in love with you."

"You are so full of it."

"I mean it. Eyes the color of sapphires, lips the color of rubies, hair the color of snow, a voice that should be outlawed. I love the way you say my name. And let's not forget the body to die for. I wish I was there with you so I could run my hands up and down those beautiful curves and kiss every part of that glorious neck." Andrea blushed when she heard Miranda's gasp and was about to continue when Miranda cut her off.

"You think of me like that?"

"Yes and when we are together again I will show you. Speaking of that I have to get going I need to get dressed. Talk to you soon, sweetie."

"What?!" But Andrea had already hung and Miranda sat in her suite clutching her phone, her face flushed. She got up and looked in the mirror and studied her reflection. Her hair was silvery white, a combination of her design and necessity. The minute she saw a gray hair she dyed her hair this color. She by that time was already being called "Ice Queen" so why not complete the image? But she never thought that her hair was a turn on. Moving on she leaned in and looked at her eyes. They were a very intense blue only brought out more by the extreme contrast of her hair, but sapphires that was new. Her lips were a different story and she reached for a tissue and wiped off her lipstick and stepped back. Yes she could see that, her lips were very dark red which was why she wore lipstick to make her lips less intense.

She stepped even further back from the mirror and looked at her body. She never really did this, looking in the mirror as she never liked what she saw. It was almost comical to have an editor-in-chief embarrassed of her body. It was a lasting impression of her first husband who always insulted her body and the way she looked. She knew that clothes looked good on her and she had a great body but she was still self conscious when people complimented her. But with Andrea she felt as though she might be telling the truth so here Miranda stood in front of the mirror spinning around to try to see her body from all angles. After making herself completely dizzy she slid her feet back into her shoes, donned her Lewin overcoat, grabbing her Prada bag from the side table and sauntered out the door.

Andrea stood outside the Hermes shoot dressed in her comfortable yet very fashionable black Chanel suit. She had a white Hermes scarf tied into her French twist which kept the hair off her face. A long white overcoat and a red scarf completed the look. Miranda was stunned when she got out of her car and moved her way to Andrea.

"Darling you look amazing." Said Miranda as she kissed her gently. Andy smiled and took Miranda's hand as they walked into the shoot. Once inside she detached from Miranda to give Paul a hug and then rejoined a hand connection with Miranda. Paul looked confused and a little suspicious but didn't say anything. That was not how Paul was and he knew that Andrea was doing to do what she wanted no matter what anyone said. But he was still her big brother and made it a point to lean down and whisper to both of them, "I don't have any opinion of the pair of you as a couple and you look happy but Miranda if you hurt my baby sister I will kick your pampered ass all the way back to the states, and then the fun begins." With that being said he walked away.

"Is he serious?" Asked Miranda

"Yep," replied Andy and then yanked Miranda across the room to where Emily was. "Emily, hey"

"Hey yourself you look amazing, hello Miranda. Can I get you anything?"

"No I have everything I need," she realized the minute she said that, that it could be taken another way but didn't seem to care and detached herself from Andrea saying she would be right back. Miranda walked away and took a deep breath trying to hold back her smile. Paul had told her off, that was amazing and a little scary. She didn't doubt that he would make her life a living hell if he hurt her little sister and probably given the chance he would kick her "pampered ass."

Miranda walked through the craziness that is the prep for the shoot correcting makeup and wardrobe and gracing people with her icy glares. She knew that her glares could invoke the fear of god according to one model and she used it to her advantage. However she found that she didn't feel like being an Ice Queen today and sauntered back over to Andrea who was deep in a giggle fest with Emily. She slipped up behind them and wrapped a possessive arm around Andy.

"Hey you, are you back from scary the models?"

"Yes, and I wasn't scaring them I was making them focus." Andy scoffed and pulled Miranda closer. Emily pulled out her cell phone and snapped a picture of the snuggling two. This made Andy laugh and Miranda looked confused.

"What are you doing?" Asked Miranda

"Getting the first picture of 'Mirandy'"

"Mirandy!? What on earth on is Mirandy?" Andy joined in the conversation.

"Like Brangelia." Emily said. Andy and Miranda looked at each other as though trying to decide who would talk first. Finally Andy said, "we have only been 'together' and I use that word lightly since we just had our first date yesterday. So how can our names already be joined?" She was very confused and yet also touched that Emily thought they were going to make it so soon in there relationship. Miranda on the other hand was thinking about how much she liked their names joined and did hope that they would be 'mirandy,' but from how Andrea was acting she was getting upset.

"Oh come on you two are each others soul mates of course you are going to be together forever. I can already see it, the two of you twenty years from now looking back on this picutre and remembering that I was the first person to call you 'mirandy'. It's sweet I wish I knew who my soul mate was." Emily said as she ran off to take care of the photographer.

"What do you think?" asked Miranda as she brought them to the chairs to watch the shoot.

"Before I met you I didn't believe in true love or soul mates but I have never felt like this about anyone else. I think I am falling in love with you." Said Andy as she blushed and looked away.

Miranda cupped her chin and gently made their eyes look and said, "that's good because I am falling in love with you, also." Their lips touched and the lights and music started, causing them to break away. Miranda held Andrea's hand in her left and took notes with her right, directing and barking out orders but allowing her touch to remain loving and calm.

Andrea sat back and relished in what just occurred and while her head was telling her that it was too soon to be talking about love her heart said she loved this person. She loved Miranda Priestly, and Miranda loved her. Here Miranda was in her world not hiding but showing the world that she was in a relationship and she was proud of it.

Andy shifted in her seat and pulled out her palm pilot and tried to pull up her email when she discovered the first problem, she was holding Miranda's hand. And while she didn't want to let go of said hand she needed to get some work done if she could devote her time to Miranda when she was done working. She let go of Miranda's hand and was soon typing away. It was a few minutes later that she felt Miranda's eyes on her and she turned to meet them.

"I need to get this done so we can have tonight to ourselves." Said Andy and leaned down to whisper in Miranda's ear. Then in case she didn't get her point across she nipped at Miranda's ear.

"Carry on," said a slightly flushed Miranda and she turned to the shoot once again but soon jumped up and positioned the models how she wanted them. Andy tuned her out around the time Miranda was trying to make them look "happy chic", whatever that meant. She still had no idea where they came up with these terms.

The lights and music changed with the backdrops and the models clothes and soon the shoot was over. Miranda's voice was slightly horse from talking over the music. She was tired and just wanted to sit down because her "oh so fashionable heels" were digging into her soles. That was it she was switching to flats, screw her height of lack there of. With a hrumpt she walked over to Andrea and leaned on her shoulder.

"Are you still working?"

"Nope, no I'm trying to beat the computer in tic-tac-toe."

"Really?"

"Yes, are you ready to go?"

"Of course, what are we doing tonight?"

"Well I am going to be curled up in my hotel room watching old movies and the Paris skyline, why you network. But you are welcome to come over after." Andy winked and smirked slyly. Miranda groaned.

"Oh yes I must have blocked that out because I was too busy thinking about my girlfriend in my arms and what I could do to her." Miranda leaned in and then away before her lips could touch Andy's. "See you tonight." And with that Miranda sauntered off.

Andy laughed at Miranda's actions and started her walk back to the hotel. On the way she stopped at the same roadside café she went with Miranda and got coffee. Once back in the hotel room she slipped out of her clothes and decided to take a bath. She turned on her ipod and set it in her portable dock reclining in the hot water, scented with Jasmine.

Later she padded around her room in her favorite pair of Calvin Kline jeans and a Tommy Hilfiger baby tee that she got from Tommy himself when she worked at Runway. Over that she threw on her zip up Northeastern sweatshirt. Taking a blanket from the bedroom she snuggled down on the couch and pulled out her crossword book and racked her brain for 21 down. Somewhere between 21 down and 35 across she fell asleep and woke up to knocking on her door. She stumbled off the couch and moved to the door colliding with the side table on her way.

"Miranda, hi what time is it?"

"Hello, it's a little after nine, what happened?"

"I got in a fight with the side table; it won." Andrea stumbled back to the couch and Miranda followed turning on lights and shutting the door. She took off her jacket and her shoes before joining Andrea on the couch. Andrea smiled and pulled Miranda's feet onto her lap and began to massage them.

"You don't have to…..oh don't stop." Moaned Miranda as she laid her head against the arm rest and scooting further down the couch her skirt inching up her taut thighs, making Andrea's mouth water.

"So how was the rest of your day?"

"You're asking me about my day?"

"Yes that's what people do when they are in a relationship. So tell me."

"Well you were right I was networking but I also like having eyes around for me. Going out with Donatella and Tommy will insure that I am in the public eye and people wont forget who I am. Of course if Emily is right then we will soon be….what did she call us? Yes right there…harder I am not going to break."

"Good to know. She called us Mirandy. I kind of like it, don't you?" Andrea let go of Miranda's feet and moved her hands up her legs while she turned on the couch and soon found herself between Miranda's knees. She leaned down and kissed her.

Miranda arched up into Andrea kiss and wrapped one arm around her back while one worked its way into her hair. She wanted Andrea, no needed her and she was going to get what she wanted. Although once again it seemed like Andrea had other ideas.

Andrea pulled away and pulled Miranda up before leading her into the bedroom. Once inside she kissed Miranda and Miranda worked the zipper on Andrea's college sweatshirt and ripping the tee shirt off her. She needed to feel Andrea's skin against hers, and was so caught up in trying to get Andrea's clothes off her that she missed the fact that Andrea was doing the same to her. Soon Andrea was standing in her jeans and black lacy bra and Miranda in her light blue bra and knee length skirt and stockings.

Andrea moved to sit on the bed and looked at Miranda not saying anything, this unnerved her and she wanted to cover up. Yes she looked good for her age but she had had two children and she was in her fifty's and Andrea, well Andrea was not.

"I'm sorry if I'm not what you expected." Said a quiet Miranda and she wouldn't meet Andrea's gaze. Andrea stood and moved to stand in front of Miranda. Then she spoke, "Miranda you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Miranda, look at me, I love you." She cupped Miranda's face in her hands and kissed her with all the love and passion she possessed for this woman. The sheer intensity of the kiss made Miranda swoon into Andrea's arms and they both toppled on the bed. Miranda ended up between Andrea's bent knees with her arms on either side of her chest.

She wasn't quite sure how to progress from here but she knew that they definitely had to get undressed. Hearing Andrea's reaction to her and seeing her dilated pupils gave her the courage to go through with what she was thinking of. She slid off the bed and stood up and stood in front on Andrea and in moonlight pouring in from the window. She moved her hands to her skirt and slid down and smiled when Andrea sat up and watched enthralled at the "show" she was getting.

The skirt slid off her hips and down her thighs to pool at her feet. She stepped out of the fabric and rolled off her stockings. This left her in just her panties and bra. She moved to take off her bra and noticed that Andrea was almost drooling, giving the extra ounce of courage she shed her under things and sauntered sexily swaying her hips to stand between Andrea's open legs.

"Oh my god, Miranda you are going to kill me." Said Andrea before she pulled her down on the bed and covered Miranda's body with hers. Andrea kissed her way across her neck and sucked at her neck leaving her mark, whispering "mine," in Miranda's neck. In response Miranda's leg came to encircle her hip. Andrea kissed down Miranda's body stopping to lavish her breasts with her mouth causing Miranda to arch into her mouth and her hands to clutch at the sheets around her. By the time Andrea reached Miranda's stomach she a sheen of perspiration across her body. Andrea smiled into Miranda's flat stomach and slid her hand between her legs. Miranda gasped and parted her legs, silently asking what her mouth could not.

"Please, please.."

"Shhh, baby." Said Andrea and she moved to rub her hand against Miranda's lower lips with a gentle friction waiting for Miranda's hips to respond. They did and Andrea moved down to kiss and lick at Miranda's centre. Miranda's hand came down to wrap in Andy's hair and her legs tensed, then relaxed under Andrea's hands. With soft kisses and gentle probing of her tongue and her fingers Miranda was soon gasping and moaning, her hips undulating wildly. All of a sudden Miranda tensed and she moaned Andrea's name into the night. Andrea rode out her orgasm and kissed up her body, wiping a sweaty lock of hair off her forehead and taking Miranda into her arms kissing her once.

Miranda rode out the best orgasm of her life and felt kisses up her body. She looked into Andrea's eyes and saw love, and lust. But then Andrea moved a piece of hair off her forehead and moved she was snuggled into Andrea's body. Then Andrea kissed her and she tasted herself on Andrea. She knew that Andrea was on the edge but made no move to have Miranda give her a release.

"Andrea?" She asked slightly confused.

"Sleep now you are tired."

"Sleep can want I want you." Growled Miranda and she straddled Andrea's hips. It was then that she noticed that Andrea still had her clothes on. She made quick work of them and was soon graced with the sight of her naked body. She kissed her once on the lips and began to kiss every part of skin she could find, making a mental note of which parts made Andrea moan. She would have loved to just stay and kiss her for hours but Andrea was close and Miranda wanted to see her go over the edge so she slid her hand through the small patch of curls and was surprised at the amount of wetness she found. It amazed Miranda that she had turned on this girl this much. Then she noticed that Andrea's hips were gently urging her to continue. She moved in small circles across her clit with her thumb while her finger penetrated her. She allowed Andrea to set the pace and marveled at the fact that Andrea Sachs was riding her fingers. With this thought she speed up the pace.

"Oh, Miranda, faster, please I need you." pleaded Andrea as she gripped Miranda's head and pulled it down so she could kiss her. Their tongues danced while Miranda hand moved harder and faster until Andrea pulled away from the kiss and screamed Miranda's name. They collapsed on the bed with Miranda laying on Andrea's chest, the last thing she felt was a kiss on the top of her head. They both fell asleep with smiles on there faces.

The phone ringing woke Andrea up the next morning and she tried to roll over to get the phone when she realized that Miranda was sleeping on her chest. Andrea tried to move out from under Miranda and answered her phone, "hello."

"Andrea, where is Miranda? She's going to be late for her breakfast meeting."

"Umm Emily I…well"

"Look I know she is with you because she isn't in her suite, just make sure she is at the restaurant in 1 hour."

"Okay, no problem, I'll talk to you later." And she hung up the phone and rolled over. She was met with a mumbling Miranda with her head in the pillow.

"Hey you have to get up, that was Emily you are going to be late for some meeting." and she leaned down to kiss Miranda. Miranda rolled them over and moved to kiss at Andrea's neck.

"Miranda, meeting first. It's in an hour."

"Fine."