I do not own anything from DWP I just use the characters for inspiration.

Rated M for some much-needed Mirandy time

The next day Miranda called for Nigel and Alexandra. Nigel came to the office but without Alexandra. Miranda looked up. "I believe I asked for two people."

Nigel sat down and smiled. "Your protégé insisted on supervising the cutting and sewing of her pieces. Remind you of anybody? She is very protective of her children."

Miranda arched an eyebrow. "She is at the shop?" Nigel nodded and hand over the stack of sketches. "These are all from her?" Nigel nodded. "How did you ever chose?"

"She did, picked them out no problem." Nigel grinned.

"She followed her heart?" Nigel nodded. Miranda smiled. "That's all."

That day after school the girls were waiting when Andy got home from work. "Andy we need help."

Andy looked at them concerned. "What's wrong?"

"We need help finding Mom a Christmas present."

Andy sighed a breath of relief, then thought for a few minutes. This was a puzzle, hell she had not even thought about what she was going to give her love. What do you give someone who can buy everything? "That is a perplexing problem. I have an idea. Saturday let's go to the street fair and look around. Your Mother loves art and she loves finding new talent. Maybe we will find something or get some inspiration."

The girls were smiling. "Andy that is a great idea!" The girls hugged her tight and ran upstairs in a deep discussion.

Andy smiled she loved the girls dearly but she could not wait for a child of her own.

That night Miranda got home very late. She found Andréa sitting up in bed working on her laptop.

"Still working on your article for December's issue? You better hurry up, it is due Friday."

Andy looked up, "Don't remind me."

Miranda laughed. While in the bathroom removing her makeup she talked with Andréa. "Did Serena or Emily get to you about the few things we need to finalize for the wedding?"

"Yes, I think I have the Song for my dance with my dad. I have a couple of songs for our first dance I want you to listen to."

Miranda came out of the bathroom in her grey robe. "O.K. Andréa where would you like to go for your honeymoon?"

Andy wiggled her eyebrows, "To bed … for a week … with you."

Miranda laughed. "I am serious Andréa."

"So am I." Miranda purred.

Miranda smiled as she removed her robe and slid into bed. Her fingers glided up over Andréa's calf, knee, and thigh. Miranda kissed Andrea's shoulder.

"I am busy Miranda." Andrea warned.

Miranda smiled and continued her onslaught. Her hand barely grazed Andréa's dark curls as it traced a circle around her belly button. Andréa gasped and totally forgot about the laptop. Miranda leaned in and kissed Andréa's belly button making love to it with her tongue. Andréa was running her fingers through the silky silver hair. "God Miranda."

Miranda lifted her head and smiled she moved the laptop off the bed then straddled Andrea lifting herself up to Andréa's lips. Miranda ran her tongue over her lips. She hovered over Andréa's mouth. "I love you Andréa Sachs."

"Kiss me Miranda."

Miranda smiled and started sliding her body closer to Andrea. "Not until you tell me where you want to go on our honeymoon."

Andréa took a deep breath as she felt Miranda's moister on her legs and warm breath on her lips. "Please Miranda kiss me."

Miranda got closer and ran her tongue over Andréa's lips. Miranda closed her eyes and purred. "God you taste good."

Andréa groaned. "Please Miranda kiss me."

"Tell me where." Miranda's warm breath burned Andréa's lips as she grinned on Andrea's legs.

Andréa was breathing rapidly. "Please Miranda."

"Tell me." Miranda's lips now are barely touching Andréa's.

"Switzerland."

Miranda pressed her lips to Andréa's and pressed her tongue inside. Andréa shuddered as she came.

Miranda smiled into Andréa's kiss. Miranda's hand slid down between Andréa's wet folds and over her hard clit. Andrea shuddered again cumming in Miranda's hand. Miranda slid three of her fingers inside and rubbed that special spot. Andréa screamed, cumming once again on Miranda's hand. Andréa's breathing was irregular, her heart beating fast. Miranda stroked her again and Andréa came one more time. Miranda slid her fingers out and Andréa gasped dropping her head onto Miranda's shoulder. Miranda gathered Andréa's into her arms, stroked her hair while guiding her down slowly off her high.

"God help me," Andrea exclaimed as the two women slid down under the covers and fell soundly asleep in each others arms.