All I want Is You 9/?
I SHOULD BREAK RULES MORE OFTEN.
The Next Morning.
Miranda awoke to the smell of eggs and what her grumbling tummy hoped was French toast.
Looking over at the time her eyes widened. “7:45am. I cannot remember the last time I slept so late.” She said to the empty room thankful that Milan fashion week was over and she had no where she needed to be.
“That's probably my fault.”
Looking to the door Miranda smiled as Andrea walked in wearing what looked like her blouse and nothing on underneath. Her eyes trailed down those long luscious legs and back up to those sparkling, still sleepy, brown eyes. “You're exquisite.”
“You are.” Andrea responded as she walked closer and it was then Miranda looked at the tray the brunette held.
“Breakfast in bed?” Miranda asked, raised eyebrow.
“I hope you don't think it's too much.” Andrea said, putting the tray over her lap. “Sorry, I'm probably getting far too ahead of myself.”
Shaking her head Miranda cupped her lover’s cheeks. “Nonsense. I'm just trying to remember the last time I had breakfast in bed.” At this Andrea looked shocked.
“The girls never-“
“Oh no, they do.” Miranda replied, chuckling. “Yes, I never forget those mornings walking into the kitchen that looks like a bomb of flour, eggs and chocolate went off. On those special occasions where they want to surprise me I'm always awake and out of bed before they can bring it in.” She explained, looking down to the tray. “This is very sweet of you, darling, thank you.”
Andrea bit her lip. “I love it when you call me that.”
“So do I.” Miranda replied before Andrea leaned down to kiss her, leaving her breathless.
“I didn't know what you felt like so I just ordered different things.” Andrea softly said when they pulled apart. “The eggs benedict looks amazing.”
“Mmm,” Miranda hummed picking up a fork as Andrea rounded the bed and got back in.
“I love eggs. I miss having a constant supply of eggs.” Andrea spoke, continuing. “We have chickens back home.” She explained as she too picked up a fork.
“I've always wanted chickens.” Miranda replied. “If only I had the space.”
“Your roof should be big enough for a small pen. One of those could be whipped up in no time and could fit at least five chickens.”
“I have thought of that, but I'd feel horrible having them cooped up constantly.”
Andrea shook her head. “You can let them out. They can't fly away and they don't need much space. You should think about it.”
“Mmm.” Miranda hummed again, eyes fluttering at the taste of the eggs benedict. “I will if it means I can have this for breakfast once a week!”
~*~
Later.
“I don't want to get up.” Andy said, having had a beautiful morning in bed with Miranda (she was surprised the older woman had stayed in bed so long!) eating breakfast and then each other.
“It's been divine.” Miranda commented, taking the words right out of her mouth.
“You're divine.” Andy responded, kissing Miranda.
“No no, I think we both know you're the divine one.” Miranda replied, running her fingers through her hair.
Andy moaned at the sensation.
~*~
After making out for a little bit longer Miranda looked into Andrea’s eyes. “I'm sorry you missed out on the touristy things I'm sure you wanted to do yesterday and today.”
“Honestly just being here, seeing and doing all that I have been fortunate to do has been fabulous, but exploring you has been far better.” Andrea replied, grinning. “I’ve seen enough of Milan. The food however..." the brunette moaned. "I swear I must have been an Italian in my last life.” Her lover laughed softly. “I have eaten more pizza and pasta, the pasta which is heavenly!” The brunette sing-songed. “More than I should have these last few days. Good thing I gave up on the whole weight loss thing ages ago.”
Miranda shook her head, watching as Andrea entwined their hands together. “You're perfect just as you are. My Andrea.”
“Am I really?” Andrea asked in a very serious tone. “Am I really your Andrea?”
“You know I wouldn't be laying here, saying these words, with you otherwise.”
“Yeah, but you've been dodging around me for weeks now giving me mixed, confusing signals.”
“I know, darling, and I sincerely apologise for that.” Miranda replied, cupping Andrea's face. “I promise you... this is really happening.”
“And you won't try and shut me away again when we get back?”
“No.” Miranda replied. “I can't fight with myself for how I feel about you anymore.”
“You have no idea how happy I am.” Andrea said, laying back and covering her eyes with her arm. “I'm lying in bed with Miranda Priestly who legit wants to be with me. Oh. Em. Gee! Doug is going to freak out!”
Miranda chuckled. “I like Doug. I'm glad you have a friend like him, but we have gone off track. When we get back it's not going to be easy.”
“I know, darling, and I'm willing to wait.”
“I'm not asking you to wait.” Miranda murmured, kissing her lover again. “You've waited long enough for me to put aside my worries and just go with how I feel, but with this whole Eric situation…” she shook her head, sighing. “My life has become even more in the spotlight. If I thought I had been hounded by the paparazzi and media in the past...” she dryly laughed. “Oh, how wrong I was! Point is... I will not have you getting caught up in his crap. This, us, has to stay between the two of us. No one can find out. I'm not saying this is forever, but until all this drama blows over it has to be this way.”
“Miranda, I know, and I'm totally okay. I love the idea of sneaking around with you.” Andrea replied, kissing her.
“You shouldn't have to sneak around though.” Miranda replied, moaning at all the feelings Andrea was making her feel with that talented tongue.
“I want to.” Andrea replied, looking her in the eyes. “I'm going to have lots of fun acting like horny teenagers sneaking around.”
“It’s going to be hard, not to mention I’m far from an easy person, I have my problems.” Miranda replied.
“So do I.” Andrea shrugged. “We’ll make it work. I believe it!”
I hope you’re right, my darling. Miranda thought as she began kissing Andrea again. Those lips were her new addiction.
~*~
“I don't want to go home yet.” Miranda surprised her by saying a few moments later.
“I'll be right by your side whenever you need me.” Andy responded, cupping her lovers face where they still lay in bed.
“I know, and my heart swells knowing that, but I'm not ready to face all that drama again. Let's go somewhere.”
Andy was even more surprised by these words. “Somewhere?”
“Yes, why not! Let me take you somewhere. I've been a horrible bitch to you, messing you around these last several weeks. I want to make it up to you.”
Her heart fluttered at those words. “You don't have to make it up to me darling because being with you here, like this-“ she looked at their entwined bodies. “Is more than enough.”
“I want to. Let me.” Miranda replied, eyes lighting up as she got a thought. “Let's go over to France where you can have all the bread and cheese you desire!”
“You remembered what I said that... embarrassing night?!” Andy was shocked.
“Darling, I remember everything you say!”
Andy's heart fluttered. “What about RUNWAY and the girls?”
“I have the next two days off and the girls forgot they have a slumber party to attend and Patricia is at Cara's which means I will be arriving home to an empty house.”
“We could just go back to your place and enjoy each other there.” Andy suggested, waggling her eyebrows, loving the idea.
“I'm getting the sense that you aren't used to people wanting to do things for you.” Miranda spoke, trailing her fingers down her arm.
“It's not in the Sachs blood to be greedy.”
“You aren't greedy if you allow someone to do something for you now and then because they think you're the greatest person on this planet.”
Andy smiled. “You really think that?”
“That and more.” Miranda kissed her again. “I've never known anyone quite like you before. Please let me do this for you, darling.” The older woman nudged her, smirking. “I know you want to. I can see the growing excitement in those gorgeous eyes.”
Andy bit her lip. “You're being very insistent.”
“Is that a yes?” Miranda asked, her smirk growing into a delightful smile, cheeks beautifully flushed.
“If you're sure.”
“Oh darling, I'm more than sure.”
They began kissing again and she got lost in the moment unable to believe that in a few hours she would be in France with the love of her life. Now Doug really will freak out!
~*~
That Afternoon.
Miranda watched as her brunette beauty took in her little French villa.
“Holy wow!” Andrea said, grinning and looking around. “This is... I mean, I knew you were rich but this... wow!
It was clear Andrea was lost for words. “It is pretty incredible.” She responded, reaching for Andrea's hand. “Come and look at the view.” She said, and tugged for Andrea to follow her as she headed for the staircase.
“This is insane.” Andrea whispered, seemingly more to herself. “I really must be dreaming now.”
Miranda heartily laughed at those words. She didn't know what it was about her aside from the exciting lifestyle it would seem she lives from someone of Andrea's young perspective however at the end of the day she was an ordinary, boring, old woman and mother to two teenagers and it surprised her by how eager Andrea was about her. It was extremely baffling but she wasn't going to let her concerns of how this will probably end get in the way of enjoying the present day with Andrea soaking up all her beauty in the South of France for the next day and a half and for however long in the future days that Andrea wanted to remain by her side.
Coming to a stop she turned to lovingly look at Andrea whose eyes went impossibly wider at the sight of her second floor terrace balcony view.
She followed Andrea who walked over to the railing. Her lover looked out at the ocean in awe.
“Breathtaking.”
“Mmm.” Miranda hummed, putting her arms around Andrea's waist. “You can come here whenever you like. Such a peaceful spot to do that talented writing of yours...”
“I know I can’t stop saying it, but I really can't believe this is actually happening.” Andrea said in a dreamy voice. The brunette then looked down and her mouth dropped open. “That pool!”
At the awed voice Miranda chuckled.
“It's massive! Oh man, I haven't been in a pool in ages!”
“Let's get in then.” Miranda replied, the weather was perfect for it, kissing Andrea's shoulder before moving away.
“I didn't bring a swimming suit.” Andrea replied, turning around.
Miranda raised an eyebrow. “The walls around the house down there are metres high...”
At her suggestion Andrea's eyes widened again. “You mean...”
“I've never skinny dipped with someone before.” Miranda replied, smirking as Andrea's jaw dropped once again. “To have my first time with you, well...” she licked her lips. “That will be heaven.”
“Okay, wow...!” Andrea replied, covering her face and she could see the brunette was blushing. “This is, ah...!” Her lover began laughing. “Out of this world amazing and you-“
Miranda allowed Andrea to pull her into her arms, their bodies pressing against each other deliciously.
“Are full of surprises.” Andrea spoke before their mouths met and their tongues danced perfectly in what was already a familiar way. Their mouths were meant for each other. She could only hope that she'll continue to surprise Andrea.
They made their way downstairs and undressed by the pool side. She felt her lover’s eyes on her the whole time. This was the first time she has ever been so relaxed to stand nude in front of someone and it was all thanks to Andrea and her genuine, beautiful eyes that looked at her with so much love.
“You really are somethin' else.” Andrea commented, watching as she glided into the water down the steps.
Miranda smirked as she moved through the water, watching as Andrea opened and closed her mouth.
“Yep, you've literally turned my brain to mush!” Andrea said, and as her lover began to join her in the water she continued speaking. “Okay, this is crazy, and you're amazing, and this place is amazing, and I still can't believe I'm in the south of France with you, skinny dipping with you of all things! Doug really is going to freak out!”
Miranda heartily laughed at Andrea as she pushed backwards into the water, gliding through it. “I have a feeling it's going to take you a while to get used of all this...”
“Ah, yeah!” Andrea laughingly replied, pushing through the water to join her in the middle, their legs instinctively wrapping around each other. “You're so perfect. I am so happy right now.”
“I am glad to be able to make you happy just like you deserve to be.” Miranda replied, staring into those brown doe eyes that looked at her with so much love. “You've turned my life upside down but in such a deliciously wonderful way. Thank you, darling.”
“You don't need to thank me.” Andrea replied, leaning in to close the small gap and kiss her.
“I will always thank you and the universe for bringing you into my life and for whatever it is you see in me to want to be with me, like this, it is the most incredible feeling and I'll never forget it.” I’ll never forget you. She thought as their mouths met once more and she got lost in the moment.
~*~
That Evening.
Andy hung the hair dryer back up before applying a quick make-up job just to cover a few blackheads which were annoyingly appearing on her chin. She then picked up a towel to continue drying her hair as she had only semi-dried it because she wanted to get back out with Miranda as quickly as possible. She put on the purple night gown her lover had found for her and exited the massive bathroom in search for her darling lover.
~*~
Looking up from the spread she'd had delivered which she was setting up she smiled at her lover who walked towards her. “That sounds like an exciting party happening over there.” She said to Caroline. “I look forward to seeing all the pictures when I get home. I miss you too sweetheart and I love you. I'll see you in two days.” She hung up the phone and put it in her pocket. “They're having the time of their lives. Their friend Cassandra has a huge jumping castle playground in the lounge room.”
“That would have to be one massive lounge room.” Andrea replied, coming to a stop next to her. “It's great that they're having a blast!” She added as she looked to the table. “What is all this! That is... so much food!” She laughingly spoke. “You didn't have to do all of this!”
“Like I said earlier I want to.” Miranda said, smiling as Andrea kissed her cheek.
“I'm going to be the size of a semi-trailer if I eat all that!”
“And I'll still think you're divine.” Miranda replied, picking up one of the strawberries which has been freshly picked and held it up to her lover. “Straight from the garden at a winery down the road.”
“You must be a mind reader. Strawberries are my favourite fruit.”
Smiling at her lover’s words she watched as Andrea took the berry into her mouth, taking a generous bite from the large fruit.
The moan that followed, and the way Andrea's eyes fluttered shut, made a shot of arousal go through her and pooled between her legs.
“Oh, darling, that is sooo delicious!” Andrea hummed in delight. “You have to try it.”
The strawberry was then held up to her own mouth and she took the rest of it in her mouth minus the leaves. Her own eyes fluttered as her taste buds popped from the incredible fruit.
“Though it's not as delicious as you.” Andrea murmured, beginning to kiss her neck. “I can smell you.”
Miranda's cheeks instantly reddened and her heart rate picked up. She moaned as Andrea began palming one of her breasts. “I thought you said you were hungry.”
“Ohhh, I'm definitely hungry alright.” Andrea responded, nipping her earlobe.
At the words and sensation of her lovers mouth Miranda trembled.
“Hungry for you because you know what they say... it's always better to fuck on an empty stomach.”
“You make me feel... so alive, like a completely different person!” Miranda moaned, leaning into her lover and allowing Andrea to have her again.
~*~
The Next Day.
Late Afternoon.
Andy grinned as the private jumbo jet began to soar down the run-way. She absolutely loved flying, it was so much fun for her, but as she turned to her lover she saw that Miranda had her eyes tightly shut and was gripping the arm chairs. “Are you afraid of flying?” She questioned, putting her right hand atop Miranda's left one.
“No.” Miranda instantly replied from where she sat in the window seat. “I just loathe this-” her lover's words halted as the jet tipped backwards as they ascended into the sky. “part!”
Andy felt Miranda's thumb gripping her own thumb. Her stomach made that funny feeling like when you go up and down a set of hills which she always loved and couldn't help but continue to grin.
“You on the other hand clearly love to fly.” Miranda commented.
“How can you tell when those gorgeous blues are tightly shut?” Andy questioned.
“I can feel you buzzing with excitement.” Miranda replied just as the plane tilted sideways as they still ascended. “Oh sweet Jesus!”
Andy bit her bottom lip, staring at her lover who was trying to remain as calm as possible. She decided it best to remain quiet as Miranda continued to grip her thumb.
Sitting back she closed her own eyes. She still couldn't believe what had just happened with Miranda these last couple of days and that she was now with the RUNWAY editor on a private plane flying back to Manhattan where she would be creating new memories with the stunner who sat beside her. Absolutely amazing. A million people would kill to be in my position! However she was the lucky one to be by Miranda's side, to be able to love her and hold her in support in moments like they were currently in, and she would be forever grateful and never take the older woman for granted.
~*~
A Week Later.
Miranda stood out from her flotation tub and dried herself. Ever since her relations with Andrea in Milan and France she has never felt so calm and relaxed enough to enjoy such luxurious like her flotation therapy.
It was the most enjoyable experience as was her time spent with Andrea overseas. The brunette beauty was out of this world and she couldn't wait to be in her arms again.
Unfortunately since returning to Manhattan their own jobs became hectic and they haven't been able to see each other since they touched down and had a drink in a secluded corner in the airport lounge. She had RUNWAY duties and Andrea, as annoyed as her lover had been about the assignment because she hadn't wanted to leave her side, had been sent to California for some car shindig.
Tonight however Andrea was returning from California and she hoped that they would be able to see each other as soon as possible.
However as she walked upstairs she was greeted by Caroline who was far from impressed with her. Their conversation lasted a couple moments before Caroline stormed upstairs.
“I thought you’d be happy to see Darcy!” Miranda spoke.
“Well, you thought wrong!” Caroline replied, the sound of the bedroom door slamming shut followed.
Sighing Miranda rubbed her eyes and walked down to the kitchen. She looked down to her phone, picked it up. She couldn't wait any longer to hear Andrea's voice. She pressed speed-dial three.
“Hi darling!” Andrea cheerfully spoke into the phone.
Miranda's lips curved into a smile. “Andrea.”
“How are you? I was just thinking about you.”
“I was extremely relaxed until I walked upstairs to a rather agitated daughter.”
“Oh? What's wrong?!” Andrea asked with a concerned voice.
“It seems Caroline's pissed off with me because I invited Darcy around for dinner before they have gone out on a date.” Miranda explained.
“Oooh, it’s sounding very much like the Gilmore Girls over there.” Andrea replied, sipping something. “On my end I just devoured half a packet of Doritos before realising they're mouldy so if you don't hear back from me you know why.” the brunette laughed ridiculously as if it was the most amusing thing. She was so care-free.
“What am I ever going to do with you!” Miranda responded, as her lover continued to laugh.
“Oh, darling, I can think of plenty of things you could do!” Andrea responded through her laughter.
Licking her lips Miranda spoke. “A mouldy packet of corn chips... how does that even happen?!”
“When you go to the pantry to find a packet of corn chips which you begin to eat without realising they're waaaay past their expiry date.”
“You're definitely unique, I'll say that.”
“Well, thanks, but I'm not the first person to ever eat mouldy chips, but you now know that if you don't hear back from me you know why and to send help!”
Andrea's laughter again filled her ears, her phone being on loud speaker.
Miranda smirked. “Are you busy aside from realising your corn chip problem?”
“Not at all. Bored actually. I had been about to call you to see what you're up to.”
“Yes, well... can you come around?” Miranda questioned.
“Ahhh... sure!” Andrea cheerfully responded. “But I think instead of dinner it needs to be a movie and food on the couch. Waaaay more relaxing.”
“What?” Miranda asked.
“Caroline and Darcy... it will be more relaxing if it's a movie instead of dinner.” Andrea explained.
“Oh.” Miranda responded, looking to the already perfectly set dinner table and to the kitchen where her lasagne was cooking slowly in the oven. “I guess you're right.”
“I don't know what Darcy's like, but I do know that a formal setting can be very nerve wracking.”
“You do have a point.” Miranda replied, readjusting the cutlery into the correct order that her girls had placed down incorrectly even after the years of teaching them how to set a dinner table. “I forget that they're growing so fast.”
“I'm feeling like that with Pippa. It still feels like it was yesterday she was a toddler running around in the mud outside!” Andrea laughingly said. “I'd of course join in.”
Miranda smirked. “Oh, yes, that doesn't surprise me one bit.”
“Now she's graduated from High School and taking a gap year to figure out what it is she really wants to do with her future.”
“Mmm, that can be a hard task in life... deciding what it is you are meant to do with yourself.”
“So true. I was lucky though. I've always known how much I love writing. I did nearly take another path...”
“Yes, I saw on your resume you had been accepted into Stanford where you were to study Law.”
“My dad’s a Lawyer, you see, and so for years he's tried to convert me from being a writer to be a lawyer.”
“He didn't have any luck.”
“Nope, I wouldn't budge. Yes I find law fascinating, but not as much as journalism. I want to help people with words on paper not vocal words in a tense court room.”
“What kind of lawyer is your Father?”
“He locks the criminals away.”
“Good.” Miranda said, continuing. “What kind of lawyer would you have been?”
“Civil rights.”
“I was just thinking that. I knew it was silly of me even asking when I know how much you love helping others out.”
“Yeah, well, I could never have done it because it's such a corrupt world in that business. Some of the stories I've heard of police violating innocent victims and never get locked away for it, because they're protected by the State Government, devastating... Don't even get me started on the systems in this country.”
“Yes, it is. Unfortunately a lot of jobs out there are like that. The police especially.” Miranda replied, shaking her head. “How they came in here acting as if Eric had murdered someone, violating your privacy...”
“I'm a big girl. I've moved on from that.” Andrea replied.
“You're so understanding.” Miranda replied, opening the pantry to see what kind of candies they had, but realised a trip to the corner shop was in order.
“Life's too short to stay angry.”
“You're very right. I need to take a page from your book now and then.” Miranda replied. She was big on holding grudges and had her issues with anger. “However when I'm with you I feel like a completely different person.”
The doorbell sounded downstairs.
“I'll get it!” Caroline yelled excitedly, running down the stairs.
“I know it's only been a little over a week but I am so mad about you, and I miss you so much.” Andrea said. “I constantly find myself wanting to be with you.”
Whole body buzzing Miranda still couldn't believe Andrea was beyond interested in her, but she was more than thrilled, and wanted to fall into Andrea’s arms.
“Please tell me this isn't some dream that I've been in and that we’re actually in reality and you and I are together.”
Chuckling at Andrea's words she responded. “You're not dreaming. I promise you that.”
“It’s Mrs. Strongbow!” Caroline said with an annoyed tone as she ran back upstairs.
“My neighbour wants to speak to me.” Miranda sighed, wondering what the old bat could want this time.
“What time do you want me there?” Andrea questioned.
“As soon as you can get here.” Miranda responded.
“I’ll leave straight away. Do you want me to bring anything?”
“Just your beautiful self, darling.” Miranda replied.
“I can’t wait to see you.” Andrea said, the sound of a door slamming shut was heard. She grinned. The brunette had already left.
“Neither can I.”
“See ya soon.”
“Yes, you will, bye.” Miranda replied, disconnecting the phone and walking down to the front door. “Dorothy, what can I do for you?”
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