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" Listen to me very carefully," Andy took a deep breath and then continued, "For the last time I am not going to allow George Clooney to be my escort to the Oscars simply because of rumors questioning his sexuality. I mean be serious, Alex, it's not a secret that I am into women....No...no no...Alexandra! I am going to eat with my children....I will talk to you later click." Alex was a great agent, but sometimes she could really be a pain in the ass. Every since the spilt she has been encouraging Andy to "mingle amongst Hollywood Royalty". She was running 15 minutes late and knew Miranda would not be pleased with her tardiness. Andy pulled her black Armani blazer over her white oxford shirt, took one last look in the mirror. Great! My ass looks fabulous in these True Religion jeans and headed downstairs.
"Good morning!" Andy shouted entering the kitchen. Everyone was already seated and eating breakfast.
"Mom!" The twins shouted in unison.
Andy leaned down and kissed both boys on the forehead. "Hello darlings," she said with her biggest smile.
"Andy!"
"Andy, what are you doing here?" Caroline exclaimed.
"I got in late last night, and your mother was kind enough to let me stay in the guest room." Andy stated before taking her seat.
"Hello Andrea," Michael said without looking up from his paper. Andrea could not deny it. He was definitely a handsome. Late 50's and kind reminded her of Pierce Brosnan as far as features were concerned.
"Please, call me Andy. It's nice to see you again Michael." Andy looked over to Miranda who was seated to her left at the head of the table "Mira."
"Your punctuality is astounding, Andrea." Andy ignored her comment and looked over to her sons and winked.
"So, Gus and Drew...how have you been? How's school?
"Umm..." The boys stuttered looking over at Miranda.
"Well' Miranda sat her newspaper down and took a sip of coffee "Augustus, Andrew inform your mother on your behavior in school."
Augustus and Andrew are quite the charmers at six years of age. They are the spitting image of Andrea with large brown eyes, dark hair and the most adorable dimples. And much like their sisters, they are quite the terrors. The only difference between them was that Andrew preferred to wear his hair long in a way that reminded Andy a lot of Nate. "It was Andrew's idea."
Andrew hit his brother in the arm "Snitch"
"Gus, Drew stop it." As much as Andy loved them their antics were getting old. She thought that a lot of their "acting out" had to do with the seperation and only got worse after Miranda started seeing Michael. "Just tell me what happened this time."
"Well you know our teacher Ms. Pitts..."
"Yes, the cute blonde." Ms. Pitts was about 24 and attractive enough to grace the pages of Playboy.
"Well ...Andrew was convinced that her...you know" Augustus made some weird gesture with his hands"boobs weren't real."
"Continue" This was worse than Andy thought. Boobs and the Priestly boys did not go well together.
"So...Gus decided to fake a fainting spell, and when the teacher came over to check on him he grabbed her boob," Andrew stated rapidly.
Andy cleared her throat, "Please, tell me I didn't just hear you say that 'Gus grabbed Ms. Pitts' boob."
"No, Andrea your hearing is fine. Your sons are quite the little perverts," Miranda said looking at Andy as if she was some kind of disease.
"Hey, this isn't my fault!" Andy couldn't help but to feel guilty about her recent absence.
"So..."
"So what?"
"Are they real?"
Everyone at the table immediately started laughing with the exception of Miranda, "Do not encourage them, Andrea." Cassidy spit out her orange juice. Miranda snorted "Must we all forget our manners."
"Well...What did you conclude?"
"They're fake" Augustus let out a depressing breath and continued eating his fruit.
"Speaking of which...you still owe me twenty bucks lil Gus." Andrew couldn't help but to gloat in satisfaction at his little brother's expense. There was only 23 minutes inbetween them and Andrew acknowledge it at every chance he got.
"Well as much as I would like to stay, I have got to get going." Michael stood and made his way around the table to place a chaste kiss on Miranda's lips. Andy immediately looked in the opposite direction trying to ignore the nauseous feeling in her stomach. "See you later kiddos. Andr- Andy it was a pleasure seeing you again." And with that Michael made a hasty exit. You could cut the tension with a knife. They all set in awkward silence until the girls decided to intervene.
"So we hear you have a good shot at an Oscar this year, Andy." Caroline stated with a huge grin.
Andy couldn't resist. "And what do you think?" she said taking a bite of her bagel.
"You were awesome in The Making of Audrey Hepburn " Cassidy replied. The girls were always supportive of her acting career. Andy always had an appreciation for acting, since taking drama in high school. Her interest in literature has been a huge asset to her career. Til this very day Andy is still in utter shock at just how drastically her life goals changed. After Andy and Miranda were outed, she lost her job at The Mirror. It's hard to report on a story when your personal life is The story. Within a couple of years she was the new it girl within the film industry. While her new found popularity did wonders for her bank account, it also contributed to the Sachs-Priestly split.
"Yeah Andy! You were born to play Audrey."
"Thanks girls. Your support means a lot. Now as far as the Oscars is concerned I am just happy to be nominated." Andy looked towards Miranda, who appeared indifferent to the discussion. "I was wondering if the kids could accompany me to the Academy Awards."
Miranda looked at her in disbelief, while the kids were barely keeping their composure. "Really, Andrea? You won't have time to spend with them considering everything associated with the event."
Andy took in a deep. She was prepared for this, " Fine. Come with them. I would like my family to be there with me whether I win or loose."
"Ah man. Does this mean I have to wear a tux?" Andrew hated to wear formal attire.
"I am going to look so good in Armani. Catherine Hershire will totally agree to be my girlfriend after she sees me on the red carpet."
"Augustus, I have not stated that I would attend. Now please excuse yourselves. I need to speak with Andrea in private." Cassidy and Caroline cleared the dishes off table, while the boys took off upstairs. The girls shot Andy a sympathetic look before following their brothers.
"I would really like you to attend, and not solely as an escort for the children." Andy flashed Miranda her sweetest smile.
"I will agree to attend under one circumstance," she stated with a mischievous grin. She slid the paper towards Andrea.
"What are your terms?" Andy replied without looking down to read the paper.
"You will wear the gown of my choosing." She let out a small chuckle. "I would hate for you to end up in the Worst Dress section. How would that reflect on me?"
Andy looked at an image of herself in an old Northwestern sweat shirt, worn blue jeans and Converse sneakers. She couldn't deny it Wow I look like shit' "I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was come home...I mean come here and see the kids, after spending 12 hours in a cramped plane."
"Andrea, you must be more conscious of your appearance."
"I don't need a lecture from you on my appearance...."
"Pardon me?"
"I said, 'It's not like I can ever live up to your standards anyway" Andrea repeated starring into her coffee as if it contained the answers to Earth's greatest mysteries.
"Must we really go through this every time we see each other. You are an attractive woman, Andrea. You can have anyone you want."
"Obviously not!" Andy was struggling to keep her voice under control. She wiped at the tears that she could no longer hold back "I am in love with you. I haven't been able to date anyone because all I can think about is you, Cassidy, Caroline, Andrew and Augustus. I can't continue to wait for you to come to your senses."
"Andrea it's over and it's been-"
"No, you're wrong! I know because I still feel it. My love for you is like a current so strong and I can't break free. I'm drowning, Mira. And you...you just get to fuck off with some Wall Street asshole with two first names." Miranda stood up and moved to stand over Andrea. She softly stroked her hand through the short locks of brown hair. Andy sighed, "What do you think of the hair cut?"
"You're beautiful, Andrea." Andy looked up at Miranda with tear soaked cheeks. She gracefully stood placing her left arm around Miranda's waist. She gently stroked her cheek with her thumb. Andy missed the smell of Miranda's intoxicating perfume. It had been three months since they had last slept together, before Miranda filed for divorce. Andy began to place soft kisses along Miranda's jawline. She tilted her head in order to give Andy more access. She licked and sucked at Miranda's neck "Ohh...Andy". Before Miranda knew what was happening Andy was kissing her passioniately. She could sense the desperation in the kiss.
She licked and nipped at Miranda's bottom lip "I want to come home." Andrea snaked her hand inside Miranda's blouse. "I miss us," she whispered into her ear. Andy bit her earlobe. Miranda hissed and arched into Andy. "I love you, Miranda. Now more than ever. Tell me I can come home." Miranda clasped Andy's wrists and pushed her away.
"I...I..I can't Andrea. " Miranda was desperately trying to catch her breath. " You should go and be with the children. You'll be living soon," she stated avoiding eye contact with Andy.
"Yeah, I should go." Andy turned and walked out the kitchen. She could honestly say she did not regret kissing Miranda 'There is definitely still an US''
TBC
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" Listen to me very carefully," Andy took a deep breath and then continued, "For the last time I am not going to allow George Clooney to be my escort to the Oscars simply because of rumors questioning his sexuality. I mean be serious, Alex, it's not a secret that I am into women....No...no no...Alexandra! I am going to eat with my children....I will talk to you later click." Alex was a great agent, but sometimes she could really be a pain in the ass. Every since the spilt she has been encouraging Andy to "mingle amongst Hollywood Royalty". She was running 15 minutes late and knew Miranda would not be pleased with her tardiness. Andy pulled her black Armani blazer over her white oxford shirt, took one last look in the mirror. Great! My ass looks fabulous in these True Religion jeans and headed downstairs.
"Good morning!" Andy shouted entering the kitchen. Everyone was already seated and eating breakfast.
"Mom!" The twins shouted in unison.
Andy leaned down and kissed both boys on the forehead. "Hello darlings," she said with her biggest smile.
"Andy!"
"Andy, what are you doing here?" Caroline exclaimed.
"I got in late last night, and your mother was kind enough to let me stay in the guest room." Andy stated before taking her seat.
"Hello Andrea," Michael said without looking up from his paper. Andrea could not deny it. He was definitely a handsome. Late 50's and kind reminded her of Pierce Brosnan as far as features were concerned.
"Please, call me Andy. It's nice to see you again Michael." Andy looked over to Miranda who was seated to her left at the head of the table "Mira."
"Your punctuality is astounding, Andrea." Andy ignored her comment and looked over to her sons and winked.
"So, Gus and Drew...how have you been? How's school?
"Umm..." The boys stuttered looking over at Miranda.
"Well' Miranda sat her newspaper down and took a sip of coffee "Augustus, Andrew inform your mother on your behavior in school."
Augustus and Andrew are quite the charmers at six years of age. They are the spitting image of Andrea with large brown eyes, dark hair and the most adorable dimples. And much like their sisters, they are quite the terrors. The only difference between them was that Andrew preferred to wear his hair long in a way that reminded Andy a lot of Nate. "It was Andrew's idea."
Andrew hit his brother in the arm "Snitch"
"Gus, Drew stop it." As much as Andy loved them their antics were getting old. She thought that a lot of their "acting out" had to do with the seperation and only got worse after Miranda started seeing Michael. "Just tell me what happened this time."
"Well you know our teacher Ms. Pitts..."
"Yes, the cute blonde." Ms. Pitts was about 24 and attractive enough to grace the pages of Playboy.
"Well ...Andrew was convinced that her...you know" Augustus made some weird gesture with his hands"boobs weren't real."
"Continue" This was worse than Andy thought. Boobs and the Priestly boys did not go well together.
"So...Gus decided to fake a fainting spell, and when the teacher came over to check on him he grabbed her boob," Andrew stated rapidly.
Andy cleared her throat, "Please, tell me I didn't just hear you say that 'Gus grabbed Ms. Pitts' boob."
"No, Andrea your hearing is fine. Your sons are quite the little perverts," Miranda said looking at Andy as if she was some kind of disease.
"Hey, this isn't my fault!" Andy couldn't help but to feel guilty about her recent absence.
"So..."
"So what?"
"Are they real?"
Everyone at the table immediately started laughing with the exception of Miranda, "Do not encourage them, Andrea." Cassidy spit out her orange juice. Miranda snorted "Must we all forget our manners."
"Well...What did you conclude?"
"They're fake" Augustus let out a depressing breath and continued eating his fruit.
"Speaking of which...you still owe me twenty bucks lil Gus." Andrew couldn't help but to gloat in satisfaction at his little brother's expense. There was only 23 minutes inbetween them and Andrew acknowledge it at every chance he got.
"Well as much as I would like to stay, I have got to get going." Michael stood and made his way around the table to place a chaste kiss on Miranda's lips. Andy immediately looked in the opposite direction trying to ignore the nauseous feeling in her stomach. "See you later kiddos. Andr- Andy it was a pleasure seeing you again." And with that Michael made a hasty exit. You could cut the tension with a knife. They all set in awkward silence until the girls decided to intervene.
"So we hear you have a good shot at an Oscar this year, Andy." Caroline stated with a huge grin.
Andy couldn't resist. "And what do you think?" she said taking a bite of her bagel.
"You were awesome in The Making of Audrey Hepburn " Cassidy replied. The girls were always supportive of her acting career. Andy always had an appreciation for acting, since taking drama in high school. Her interest in literature has been a huge asset to her career. Til this very day Andy is still in utter shock at just how drastically her life goals changed. After Andy and Miranda were outed, she lost her job at The Mirror. It's hard to report on a story when your personal life is The story. Within a couple of years she was the new it girl within the film industry. While her new found popularity did wonders for her bank account, it also contributed to the Sachs-Priestly split.
"Yeah Andy! You were born to play Audrey."
"Thanks girls. Your support means a lot. Now as far as the Oscars is concerned I am just happy to be nominated." Andy looked towards Miranda, who appeared indifferent to the discussion. "I was wondering if the kids could accompany me to the Academy Awards."
Miranda looked at her in disbelief, while the kids were barely keeping their composure. "Really, Andrea? You won't have time to spend with them considering everything associated with the event."
Andy took in a deep. She was prepared for this, " Fine. Come with them. I would like my family to be there with me whether I win or loose."
"Ah man. Does this mean I have to wear a tux?" Andrew hated to wear formal attire.
"I am going to look so good in Armani. Catherine Hershire will totally agree to be my girlfriend after she sees me on the red carpet."
"Augustus, I have not stated that I would attend. Now please excuse yourselves. I need to speak with Andrea in private." Cassidy and Caroline cleared the dishes off table, while the boys took off upstairs. The girls shot Andy a sympathetic look before following their brothers.
"I would really like you to attend, and not solely as an escort for the children." Andy flashed Miranda her sweetest smile.
"I will agree to attend under one circumstance," she stated with a mischievous grin. She slid the paper towards Andrea.
"What are your terms?" Andy replied without looking down to read the paper.
"You will wear the gown of my choosing." She let out a small chuckle. "I would hate for you to end up in the Worst Dress section. How would that reflect on me?"
Andy looked at an image of herself in an old Northwestern sweat shirt, worn blue jeans and Converse sneakers. She couldn't deny it Wow I look like shit' "I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was come home...I mean come here and see the kids, after spending 12 hours in a cramped plane."
"Andrea, you must be more conscious of your appearance."
"I don't need a lecture from you on my appearance...."
"Pardon me?"
"I said, 'It's not like I can ever live up to your standards anyway" Andrea repeated starring into her coffee as if it contained the answers to Earth's greatest mysteries.
"Must we really go through this every time we see each other. You are an attractive woman, Andrea. You can have anyone you want."
"Obviously not!" Andy was struggling to keep her voice under control. She wiped at the tears that she could no longer hold back "I am in love with you. I haven't been able to date anyone because all I can think about is you, Cassidy, Caroline, Andrew and Augustus. I can't continue to wait for you to come to your senses."
"Andrea it's over and it's been-"
"No, you're wrong! I know because I still feel it. My love for you is like a current so strong and I can't break free. I'm drowning, Mira. And you...you just get to fuck off with some Wall Street asshole with two first names." Miranda stood up and moved to stand over Andrea. She softly stroked her hand through the short locks of brown hair. Andy sighed, "What do you think of the hair cut?"
"You're beautiful, Andrea." Andy looked up at Miranda with tear soaked cheeks. She gracefully stood placing her left arm around Miranda's waist. She gently stroked her cheek with her thumb. Andy missed the smell of Miranda's intoxicating perfume. It had been three months since they had last slept together, before Miranda filed for divorce. Andy began to place soft kisses along Miranda's jawline. She tilted her head in order to give Andy more access. She licked and sucked at Miranda's neck "Ohh...Andy". Before Miranda knew what was happening Andy was kissing her passioniately. She could sense the desperation in the kiss.
She licked and nipped at Miranda's bottom lip "I want to come home." Andrea snaked her hand inside Miranda's blouse. "I miss us," she whispered into her ear. Andy bit her earlobe. Miranda hissed and arched into Andy. "I love you, Miranda. Now more than ever. Tell me I can come home." Miranda clasped Andy's wrists and pushed her away.
"I...I..I can't Andrea. " Miranda was desperately trying to catch her breath. " You should go and be with the children. You'll be living soon," she stated avoiding eye contact with Andy.
"Yeah, I should go." Andy turned and walked out the kitchen. She could honestly say she did not regret kissing Miranda 'There is definitely still an US''
TBC
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