All I want Is You 10/?
REAL LIFE FANTASY.
An Hour Later.
The Townhouse.
“Ummm, wow, okay.” Andrea said as she entered the lounge.
“What?” Miranda asked. “Have I done something wrong?”
“No way! That spread.” Andrea replied, waving at the coffee table. “I've never had a movie night with such a spread! Soooo many goodies!”
“Oh, thank god.” Miranda said, beginning to pace. “I just collected everything from the candy section at the corner drug store. I've never been in this situation before!”
“Hey.” Andrea said, reaching out for her. “Hey... Calm down, you've done everything perfectly.”
“Really?”
“Really, really.” Andrea replied. “I also ordered pizza because I'm starving plus its great movie food. I hope you don't mind?”
“No no, I'm glad. Pizzas good.”
“Oh thank god because I'm sooo in the mood for pizza.” Andrea said, putting her shoulder bag beside the coffee table.
“And we all know how much you enjoy pizza.” Miranda commented, smirking.
Andrea bit her lip. “That was accidental!”
“I'm sure it was.” Miranda replied, sounding like she didn't believe her one hit.
“I swear on my families lives!”
“Okay.” Miranda sing-songed, still smirking as she walked over to the drinks trolley. “What would you like?”
“Whatever you're having.” Andrea replied, looking at the couch.
“Oh, sorry yes, make yourself at home. The kitchen pantry is full so if you become peckish you can browse in there all you like.”
“Thanks!” Andrea responded, continuing. “I'm not sure if I'm imagining it but is that lasagne I can smell?”
Smiling Miranda turned around with their glasses of MOET and opened her mouth to speak.
“Yep! Mom cooked it!” Cassidy said, halting her words, breezing into the room so much like herself with Louise right behind. “It's the best ever lasagne!”
“Pizza and lasagne... the perfect combo!” Andrea replied, sitting down on the couch.
“Pizza?” Caroline asked, also breezing into the room. “We never have pizza ordered!”
Miranda handed over one of the flute glasses to Andrea whose mouth had dropped open.
“You never... oh my goodness, that is... I don't even know what to say to those words! When I'm back at home we have pizza night every Saturday and then on Sunday its Indian night, Monday burger night, and Thursday is pasta night.”
Lots of traditions. Miranda mused. She liked that.
“Your house sounds so cool, Andy!” Caroline said.
“I love burgers!” Cassidy said.
“I love spaghetti and meatballs.” Darcy spoke.
“Yeah! Your moms was soooo good the other night!” Caroline replied, looking to Darcy and then to Miranda. “This is my Mom and Mom this is Darcy."
“Caroline has told me lots about you. It's nice meeting you.” The dark haired girl nervously spoke, holding out a hand. “You have a lovely home.”
“Thank you. It's nice meeting you to.” Miranda said, waving over to the other couch. “Make yourself comfortable. We will put a movie on shortly.”
“I've never seen so many snacks before.” Darcy commented just like Andrea had as she walked past the table, eyeing off a certain candy, the twiggy sticks before picking three up and sitting on the couch.
Cassidy and Caroline grabbed some of the other candies.
“Don't eat too much, you'll spoil dinner.” Miranda spoke.
“Oh, when my Mom found out it was just a movie night we cooked dinner at home. I’m really sorry Ms-”
“Miranda.” Miranda firmly, but gently said. The girl was incredibly nervous and she waved the other words away. “Not to worry. I'll give you some lasagne to take home.”
“And pizza if you want it. Pizza the next day is always fantastic.” Andrea said.
“Dad eats left over pizza for breakfast.” Caroline said.
“He eats it cold too!” Cassidy chimed in, scrunching her face in disgust.
“That's the best way to eat left over pizza!” Andrea replied.
“Ewww!” The twins chorused.
“It's okay, we still like you Andy!” Caroline said.
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that!” Andrea replied, absolutely beaming.
Feeling just as joyful from having her lover here Miranda joined the brunette on the couch. She did keep a gap between them as she wasn't sure how Darcy was with secrets and they didn't need the media finding out about their, very new, lesbian relationship.
Clearing her throat she spoke. “Caroline says you're a pianist. What do you enjoy playing?”
“Anything Classical. I love Beethoven. I create my own music too.”
“She's really good, Mom!” Caroline said.
“If we have time we can go up to the piano after the movie!” Cassidy suggested.
“Sounds like a wonderful idea.” Miranda replied. “What movie have you decided on?!” She asked, taking a sip of champagne just as Andrea discretely slid her hand over to rest atop hers causing her to smile and her stomach to swell with butterflies by how Andrea made her feel.
“There's too many to choose from!” Caroline replied as the four girls stood up to peruse their DVD collection which made Andrea gasp.
“Oh. Em. Gee. You literally have your own video shop!” The brunette beauty said as she watched the girls walk into the small adjourning room as the curtain to it was pulled back by Cassidy to reveal the area.
Miranda could tell the young woman was itching to jump up and follow after them. “Make yourself at home, wander... have a look around.”
“I really do want to go in there.” Andrea responded.
Chuckling Miranda motioned for her to go. “I'm going to check in with Demerchlier and take the lasagne out of the oven then hopefully when I get back they will have decided what movie to put on.”
“Okay.” Andrea sweetly smiled as they stood up.
She began walking for the door.
“Hey, you forgot something!” Andrea said, tugging her wrist.
“What's that?” Miranda asked, turning back around and her mouth was instantly captured by her lover's.
“Mmm.” Andrea softly hummed as she slowly pulled away, patting her arse. “Now you can go.”
Miranda could not get over how this extraordinary woman made her feel. “I'll be back in a few minutes.”
“I miss you already.” Andrea whispered, winking.
“Oh, darling.” Miranda whispered, walking from the room.
“Oh my god!”
Andrea's familiar phrase was heard loudly as she reached the staircase.
“This is every child's dream!” Andrea spoke, continuing. “You have a Darth Vader and Dobby life size figurines!”
“There are more around here.” Caroline excitedly said.
“Oh sweet mother of…!” Andrea trailed off.
Mmm, she's definitely going to take a while getting used to all this. Miranda thought, chuckling as she headed downstairs where the lovely aromas of her lasagne filled her senses.
~*~
Andy walked into the DVD room expecting to only see DVD's but stopped short upon seeing more than she bargained and she made her shock and excitement loudly known.
On the left wall was shelving with all the DVD's. To her right were arcade games, next to those was a vending machine, a cinema popcorn machine, the figurines, cardboard life size of HARRY POTTER and his friends. Jar Jar Binks, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, and Princess Leia, and at the back of the room were more shelves that had all types of different things, a Leia Boushh Coin, and a vintage Darth Vader helmet, LEGO ranging from small, medium and large, and in the middle of the room was a table which had a large Tyrannosaurus Rex which was half complete. If this is what their games room looks like she could only imagine how much more extravagant their bedrooms would be.
“Hey Andy, what do you think of our Harry Potter house scarves?!” Cassidy asked. “I’m Gryffindor!”
“And what about mine!” Caroline chimed in, putting hers on along with her Harry Potter uniform. “I’m Slytherine!”
“Wow! So cool!” Andy responded, pouting. “I wish I had my own house scarf!”
“Which house is your favourite?” Caroline asked.
“Ravenclaw!” Andy excitedly responded.
“Ravenclaw values intelligence, creativity, learning and wit.” The girls chorused, nodding.
“Yes, it makes sense that’s the house you love.” Cassidy spoke.
“You’re all those things and more.” Caroline beamed.
“I love Hufflepuff!” Darcy chimed in.
Caroline’s grin widened. “I like that too!”
“What about you, Lou?” Andy curiously asked, involving the young blonde.
Louise shrugged. “I guess I like both Gryfinndor and Slytherine.”
“Who’s your favourite character?” Andy asked.
“Hermoine.” Louise replied.
“Same as me!” Cassidy chimed in, coming to a stop next to her girlfriend and putting her scarf around her.
“Who do you like Andy?” Cassidy asked.
“I love all of them, but Snape… there’s something about him that I like.”
Caroline’s eyes widened. “I had a feeling you were going to say that. He reminds us a lot of Mom! She likes him too.”
“I wish Quidditch could be a real game!” Cassidy said as she picked up a DVD and both Caroline and Darcy shook their heads at her suggestion.
“How cool would that be!” Andy responded, also browsing the DVD collections. “Gosh, you guys have a wide range!”
“We love movies!” Caroline beamed. “Same as Darcy!”
Andy smirked at the young love they shared and same with Cass and Louise. It was incredibly cute. She loved knowing that she now got to have her own cute love story with one Miranda Priestly.
~*~
Miranda walked back into the room holding the two ridiculously large pizza boxes and her oven dish of lasagne as Andrea quickly jumped up from the couch and hurried over to take off some of the load.
“I didn't hear the doorbell.” Andrea said, taking the Pizza Hut boxes.
“I was coming up with my lasagne when I heard the car pull up out the front.” Miranda explained.
“I would have gotten them.”
Shrugging Miranda spoke. “I was there, it was easier.”
“But these were to be on me!” Andrea said, pouting.
“Don't worry about it, darling.” Miranda replied, placing her lasagne down onto the tea towel atop the coffee table next to all the other goodies.
“That food smells soooo good!” Cassidy and Caroline said as they came out of their arcade.
“What pizza did you get?”
“I got half Meat Lovers, half Supreme, half Garden Veggie, and half just plain good ol' cheese!”
Andrea had really thought about who might and might not like certain foods and added in two vegetarian options. Whereas both Eric and Stephen would have gone ahead and ordered whatever and the girls had to put up with it. Her brunette beauty really was a keeper. She looked to the TV and rolled her eyes upon seeing it still blank. “I swear you're both ridiculously indecisive! Just grab a disc and put it in!”
“But I don't know! We can't decide on a genre!” Cassidy replied, huffing as she picked up the remote finally turning the TV on, clicking it onto the DVD channel from the Food Network where the LOST menu came up which they had been watching last night.
“Oh my god, you guys are watching LOST?!” Her lover asked.
“Yeah!” The twins chorused.
“I love Sayid!” Andrea replied, causing her to stop and look to her lover.
“So does mom!”
“I thought you'd be more into Sawyer!” Cassidy thought aloud.
“Oh. He's so hot!” Caroline said.
“He really is but Sayid is more so, right?” Andrea asked, looking to her.
“Right.” Miranda quickly responded.
“We're very similar in taste.” Andrea said over the girls' continued chatter, nudging and winking at her. “I love it.” Her lover whispered, entwining their hands.
Miranda’s heart fluttered. She too loved it.
“Mom can't stand Jack.” Caroline said.
“Yeah, he's a douche.” Andrea replied, flipping open one of the boxes and humming in delight.
“I love Kate!” Caroline dreamily said, as she knelt down onto the ground next to the low coffee table and picked up a slice of the veggie one as Darcy went straight for the cheese and Cassidy of course went straight for the Supreme, and Andrea the Meat Lovers. She smiled at this. Her lover was clearly a meat fan.
“She's my favourite too!” Andrea replied. “How shocked were you when we found out she's a criminal on the run!”
That was incredibly obvious. Miranda thought, but did not say.
“I was so shocked! But it's so cool! I love all her episodes!” Caroline said.
“Yeah, that one when she's in Australia!” Darcy said. “Best episode!”
“And when we see what she did to get arrested!” Cassidy excitedly said.
“Shhh! Mom doesn't know what she did to become a criminal!” Caroline said.
Miranda chuckled as her daughter's and their girlfriends continued talking with her brunette beauty for a little while longer before the girls finally came to a decision.
“Darcy loves LOST so we were thinking we could pick up where she is at?” Caroline asked, taking another bite of pizza.
“I've seen up to the current episode so I'm cool with that.” Andrea replied, shrugging, looking to her.
“I don't see why don't.” Miranda replied, even though she's only seen the first few episodes. “How many episodes have there been now?!” She whispered to Andrea as the episode was put on.
“Oh, wow, um... like...” Andrea stopped to think. “Probably close to seventy.”
“I'm very much behind then.” Miranda replied, though it didn't bother her. She only watched TV when with the girls otherwise she wouldn't even bother. Shrinks the brain. Marianna's words echoed through her ears. Brainwashes you.
She didn't mind her girls watching TV they just weren't allowed to be glued to it for hours on end though she knew once they turned 18 she wouldn't be able to stop them especially with their growing addiction for video games.
However once the episode began she couldn't stop asking Andrea question after question about what the hell was going on, what the black fog is, and who the "Others" are and what their deal is. Her lover was more than happy to fill her in, that voice softly speaking to her so not as to annoy the girls.
The brunette did help to make sense of some of it but she was still baffled by how crazy it has turned out.
“Oh! I love this scene!” Andrea whispered.
Smiling Miranda turned back to the TV and watched her lover's favourite scene which of course included Sayid as it was an episode revolving around him and his past.
~*~
They watched three episodes of the mysterious island TV series "they've got to be in limbo or something because this is bloody ridiculous!" She had said after her fourth glass of champagne. Though she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the show. It was good entertainment and her daughters had a blast with their girlfriends as did she with her own beautiful treasure who she currently stood in the kitchen with as Andrea had insisted she helped clean their dishes.
Knowing that Andrea would be wanting to head home soon she spoke. “Would you like to go back upstairs and end this wonderful evening with a night cap?”
“I'd love to, darling!” Andrea replied, and they began to walk to stairs when her lover paused and pulled her aside into the sitting room.
“What's wr-“
“Stop, shhh!” Andrea whispered.
Looking around the corner she saw Caroline and Darcy standing in the foyer together, holding hands. “Oh, sweet heaven.” she whispered.
Andrea grinned. “I think tonight went well.”
“Definitely. They're growing up too fast.” Miranda whispered, turning back to her lover just as both Caroline and Darcy leaned in to kiss each other. She couldn't believe her daughters were dating now.
“I’m so giddy right now for Caroline!” Andrea whispered, beaming.
“You really adore them.”
“I really do. They're great kids, darling, like I've told you before you've raised them wonderfully.”
“They make it easy.” She said, smiling as Andrea leaned into her, kissing her neck.
They gave Caroline and Darcy a few moments before making themselves known and she and Andrea said their goodbyes to the young girl.
“Here is your container of lasagne. I hope you enjoy it.” Miranda said, handing it over.
“Thanks so much!” Darcy responded, looking like she was on cloud 9. “I can't wait to try it and thanks again for tonight for inviting me over. I've never had such a great night before!”
“I'm so glad you had an enjoyable time.” Miranda responded, smiling widely. “You'll have to come back around again soon.”
“I would really love that!” Darcy replied, as Caroline opened the door.
Miranda frowned at the taxi waiting outside. “Where's the town car?”
“That's my Dad!” Darcy replied.
“Oh.” Miranda responded. “Well, I'll come out to say hello.” She said, having not met Darcy's parents having only spoken to them over the phone but from what she heard they sounded like nice, decent, genuine people.
“I'll meet you upstairs.” Andrea softly said.
Nodding Miranda stepped outside and walked over to the yellow cab where she was surprised to find it only had one occupant, the driver. She realised that this was Darcy's dad. I thought they owned a restaurant? She was quite confused.
“Hey Dad! This is Caroline and Cassidy's Mom, Miranda!”
The man, who was Chinese, stepped out from the car looking unexpected about meeting her. “I'm sorry, ma'am, I would have dressed up better had I known we were going to meet.”
Miranda quickly took in his attire; ironed black slacks, a white button up shirt with a brown leather jacket, and a black cap on his head. He wasn't the "ordinary" DALTON parent of friends the girls had but she was by no means unhappy about this. She was thrilled that Caroline had a friend who had normal working-class parents instead of rich snobby ones who think they're better than the rest and gossiped about this student and that teacher or that parent.
“Oh please, don't apologise, and you don't need to call me ma'am.” Miranda replied, putting that in politely. She hated being called ma'am more so than Ms. Priestly. “I'm glad that we can finally meet.” She added, putting out a hand to shake his. “You'll be happy to know that Darcy had an absolute blast tonight and we’re already looking forward to the next movie night.”
“Oh, you have no idea how happy I am to hear this.” Darcy's father replied. “She's a good girl, our Darcy, and my wife and I are overjoyed that she has made such good friendship with nice girls like Cassidy and Caroline! They're wonderful girls, and a joy to be around. They're even great when it comes to helping out in the restaurant! They're a treat and even the customers adore them!”
Miranda hadn't known the girls had helped out at the family restaurant. “As long as they don't get in the way.” She said, putting an arm around Caroline, smiling fondly at her daughter.
“Oh no, they could never!” He replied causing all three girls to beam.
As she looked into his hazel eyes she could see how genuine he was being. “I didn't catch your name?” That was a lie. She has, but she’s forgotten it.
“Max! My name is Max, and my wife is Ling.”
“Oh, lovely and what is that name meaning again, Ling... spiritual and intelligent.” She responded, and Max smiled brightly, nodding.
Max chuckled. “Oh, she very much is like that! We have to have a formal meeting, I think the two of you will get along! She is fascinated with your wonderful magazine. We both don't know how you do it!”
“Long hours and hard work.” Miranda responded, continuing. “It is worth it every day though.”
“And this!” Max pointed to her house. “What a place! Ling better not see, she'll want to move in!” He laughingly spoke. “It's very elegant.”
“Thank you for your kind words, Max. I will definitely have a look at my schedule and we can work out a night we can all go to dinner.”
“Yes, and you must come to our restaurant! We will make you our best meals!”
“That would be lovely.” Miranda replied.
“Oh, to have someone with your stature in our restaurant! We will be so lucky!”
Miranda smiled, rubbing her arms as it was chilly outside. She could tell this man would talk on and on if she let him. “It was a pleasure meeting you, and Darcy, I'll get back to you about dinner.”
“I can't wait! Thanks again!” Darcy said from where she sat in the back of the car.
They said their goodbyes and she and the girls watched the car drive away before hurriedly making their way back inside.
“Brrr! It's soooo cold!” They chorused, hanging their coats back up. “I thought it was supposed to be warming up!”
“It will soon, bobbsey’s.” Miranda replied, putting her own coat into the closet. “You didn't mention that Darcy's father Max was a taxi driver.”
“See! I knew you would be judgemental! That's why I didn't tell you!” Caroline angrily snapped.
Miranda was taken aback by the random outburst. “Do I look or sound angry to you?!”
“No, but I know what you'll be thinking! I know you hate taxis and think they're filthy, ugly vehicles!”
It was true, Miranda couldn't lie, she didn't like taxis one bit and she said this. “... but that's not to say I'm judging Darcy and her family! He seems like a very nice man, and would be a lovely driver to have to take you places!” She firmly said, shaking her head. “You know that I don't judge people!”
“Pffft! I call bullshit on that!” Caroline responded.
“I beg your pardon?”
“I see the way you look at people in disgust if they don't look to your standards!” Caroline shot back. “How your lips curl in disgust. You don't even like walking through the city anymore because it's "too filthy and smelly"
“You and I both know it is!” Miranda pointed out as they began walking upstairs but not before she flicked all the lights out downstairs. “But we're going off topic. I do not give a flying toss that Max is a taxi driver. Good for him! He has a job!”
“He only drives a taxi so Darcy can go to piano lessons here in Manhattan.” Cassidy softly chimed in.
“He's a good man then! Wants his daughter to be happy and is doing whatever he can!” Miranda said, firmly looking to Caroline. “Because that's what genuine people do!”
“She goes to public school.” Caroline said.
Miranda shrugged. “So do most children because they don't have the luxuries I've been able to give the two of you. If it weren't for Marianna the two of you would be attending public schools and we definitely wouldn't be living here in this house let alone in this country! You know that I was an ordinary person when I was younger. I came from a low class family and had a job in a shitty little warehouse sewing pieces of material together until this woman came in and she noticed me. She helped me become the woman I am today. You know that I am nothing like the parents from most of the students at DALTON. The fact that you thought I was disgusted Max was a taxi driver upsets me a little bit.”
“But... I just thought...” Caroline trailed off.
“That's exactly it, you didn't stop to think twice and be like "oh, why am I thinking these silly thoughts?! That's not what my Mommy is like!"
"She's a cool mom." Cassidy said, quoting the Mom from MEAN GIRLS that she had allowed the girls to watch only if she watched it with them the other night due to her fabulous mood thanks to Andrea and she hadn't been in the mood to say no to the girls when they have been behaving really well, were keeping their room clean, and as usual were excelling at school and ahead of their classes so she gave in.
It hadn't been as bad as she thought. She had expected drugs, alcohol and sex but there wasn't really anything like that except for a few curse words and make-out scenes. She had been surprised when she actually laughed at a few moments throughout the movie.
“You'll judge their restaurant. It's run down and doesn't look like it would be nice inside but it is and the food is really great!”
“It is, actually. Doug and I went there once when we went on a hunt for the best Chinese around NYC.” Andrea softly chimed in, causing her to turn around and she smiled at her lover who stood at the second floor landing.
“What did you rate it?” Caroline asked.
“It came second on our list.” Andrea beamed, continuing as she looked to her. “Sorry to have interrupted, just wondering where the bathroom is up here?”
“You can use mine.” Miranda replied. “Pass the sitting room through the French doors and the ensuite is the second door on the left.”
“Thanks”. Andrea replied, winking as she walked towards her room on the second floor.
“I hope you've learnt your lesson now of jumping to the wrong conclusion before actually letting me speak.” Miranda said as they continued up the staircase from where they had stopped half way.
“Yes mom, sorry mom.” Caroline said, hugging her as they reached the second floor. “I love you. Sorry for being a bitch.”
“I love you too, and I am used to your bitchiness because you get that unfortunate trait from me. Just talk to me next time in a mature way like the young intelligent gorgeous girl that you are. Forget about any negative thoughts you have when you know I'm all for positivity and love knowing you have friends from all walks of life!” Within reason, of course.
“I'm sorry.” Caroline whispered again, tears falling from her eyes.
“Now now, none of this!” Miranda said, wiping her tears and the ones that also fell from Cassidy's who was feeling the same emotions. “We're not going to let this ruin what has been a perfect evening!”
~*~
Andy walked into Miranda's bedroom and it was like another world entirely. It was incredibly dreamy and exactly how she had imagined it.
Simple yet elegant. She thought as she looked around the light blues and dark blues of the room, the lights were on but they were on a dimmer setting.
To the right were double doors that led out to a small balcony, the curtains pulled half closed telling her that Miranda must go out there often.
In the right corner next to the windows was a light blue and green corner chair with a footstool in front of it.
On the wall in front was a queen sized bed with a blue and grey duvet, a light blue blanket draped over the left end corner. There were at least eight throw cushions in front of two night time pillows.
The feature wall behind the bed was an incredible array of mosque patterns of all kinds of blue colours with the odd bits of a light green, greys, creamy white (just like the colour of the soft, so soft carpet) and a few bits of light purple here and there. The two back-lights above the masterpiece illuminated it wonderfully.. Stunning. She whispered, wanting to touch it.
Either side of the bed were table's with two drawers with blue and grey lamps atop both. On the left side table was also an alarm clock, a pair of glasses, a jewelery box and a pen next to a journal.
To her left was another small room and as she stepped closer she could make out that it was the closet, a very big walk in one, and next to this was another wall where along it was a gorgeous old, most likely antique, chest of drawers and atop it were photo-frames, bits and pieces the older woman has collected from her travels over the years, another jewelery box however this one was bigger, and surprisingly in the far right corner was a light and dark blue lava lamp.
On the right side of this chest of drawers was another open door which obviously was the bathroom.
In this room, unlike the bedroom, the walls were painted white however along the top and bottom was light blue
Straight ahead was the sink with a gorgeous mirror that had make-up lights right around it. The tap looked incredibly expensive, she wouldn't be surprised if it was made from actual silver, and the sink was very deep.
Next to the sink on the left was the toilet and next to that in the corner was a large two person shower and next to that on the left wall was an extraodinary tub which had steps leading up to it and as she walked closer she looked down and saw how gloriously deep the bath was.
Bubble baths would be exquisite. She dreamily thought as she shook her head in wonder. Sweet mother of Mary. Her hand, out of instinct, pulled out her phone from her pocket. "You will never guess where I am standing!" She spoke when Doug picked up after two rings.
"Oh. Em. Gee. Where?"
"I'm in her bathroom looking out into her bedroom." Andy whispered in awe, turning around and staring into the dimly lit bedroom where she could see the queen sized bed. Her heart raced at the thought of sharing it with the divine RUNWAY editor who was waiting for her down the hall. "This is all so surreal. I must be dreaming!"
"Oh, baby girl, I told you this would happen!" Doug excitedly responded, sounding like he was jumping up and down on the other end just like what she felt like doing. "What's it like?"
~*~
“It was like I was in heaven just then.”
“Whys that?” Miranda asked her lover who walked out of her bedroom.
“In your bedroom. It's magnificent! Like another world.”
“I'm glad you like it, I want you to be comfortable here.” Miranda replied as they walked passed the now empty entertainment room, the girls having gone up to their own lounge to watch another episode before bed, making their way towards the dining room where in the adjourning room was a little bar area that had a love seat. It was a room she barely used but tonight decided to do so. “Whisky?” She questioned knowing Andrea seemed content with whatever she was having.
“Sounds perfect.”
“Ice?”
“Two cubes.” Andrea replied, running her hands along the book shelf. “These don't really seem like your type.”
“They're not.” Miranda replied, looking over her shoulder to see her lover had picked up one of the books. “They're Stephens. This room was meant for him but he never used it. Chose to go out drinking instead.” She explained as she popped two cubes into Andrea's glass as her lover quickly put the book back.
“Oh, ew, that jerk.” Andrea replied. “Now I feel like I need to wash my hands.”
Miranda chuckled. “He never touched those. I brought everything in here for him for him to never use it. He would sit at the dinner table then walk straight back out... never even looked towards here.”
“I want to grab him by the collar and punch him in the nose!” Andrea growled, continuing to look around the room before taking a seat. “It's incredible in here. He's crazy for not wanting to use it. I mean, this whole house is to die for!”
Miranda smiled. “I'm very fortunate.”
“Question; what’s up with that door in your bathroom near the shower?”
“Oh, that leads to another bedroom. That was Stephen's room.”
Andrea raised an eyebrow, looking confused.
“I never understood why until now... he never wanted to share the same bed, said it's due to some phobia where he couldn’t sleep with anyone, a phobia I’ve never heard of, and that he needed his own space. Turns out he only needed that space so he could wank off to women he talked to online all night and when he wasn't doing that he was meeting with them individually in person. I don't know how he ever has time to work when most of his life is filled with sluts who take his money.”
Andrea nearly spat out her drink. “No!”
“Oh yes,” Miranda chuckled, shaking her head. “I should have seen the signs.”
“Makes him even more pathetic!” Andrea said, disgust evident in her tone. “My knuckles are ready for his nose!”
Miranda continued laughing. “Go ahead. I have lawyers better than his.”
Andrea looked shocked. “You're being serious!”
“Yes.” Miranda replied. “He definitely deserves it but I know you don't have a mean enough bone in your body to actually do that. Though if you were to ever get into any kind of trouble with your writing in the future my lawyers will be there.” She replied, knowing that her lover loved controversy and wanted to get down to the nitty, gritty business.
“You're out of this world amazing, you know that right?” Andrea asked, sitting back and watching her in awe.
“I try.” Miranda smirked, handing Andrea her whisky before she began to pace.
“What's wrong?” Andrea asked.
“I just need to stretch my muscles from sitting down so long.” Miranda responded.
“Nope, there’s something bugging you.”
She knows me too well. Miranda sighed, turning to her lover. “You're correct. There is.” She said as she walked, it was true though she had needed to stretch her legs, over to the couch and sat down. “You've seen how moody my girls can easily get.”
“Yeah, and?” Andrea asked, shrugging, sipping her whisky. “Typical teenagers. I was probably worse at their age. Just ask my Mom.”
“I don't want them, my life, interfering with your life… your career.”
“Oh no, you're not doing this to me!” Andrea firmly said, leaning forward, placing her glass on the coffee table then turned to her to look at her sternly. “You aren't going to bring me into this amazing, dreamy house of yours to let me down gently.”
“Darling, no. That's not what I'm doing.” Miranda firmly said, looking in Andrea's eyes. “I'm just worried that... are you-“ she cleared her throat. “Are you sure you're ready for this?”
“For making you explode?! Always!” Andrea kissed her neck, arousal went through her at the words.
“No, I'm being serious.” Miranda said, her lover pausing and looking at her. “About the girls... being a step-parent. Being involved with me, having the paparazzi all over us. It’s a lot to handle.”
“I wouldn't be here otherwise if I didn’t think I could handle it!” Andrea firmly replied. “You're who I want and the girls are a bonus! I reckon I'll make a brilliant step-mom!”
“They do adore you as you do them.” Miranda replied.
“I really do. Stop worrying!” Andrea kissed her.
“But we need to talk about this more.” Miranda responded.
“Stop sounding so serious if you aren't breaking up with me.”
“Sorry. I just... I need you to know that you and I… This is more than the sex, not that I've ever been this sexual with anyone other than you.” Oh, you really need to stop drinking! “I've never felt this way, emotionally and sexually until you and I fell into bed together the other night and now it's all I can think of.”
Andrea smirked as she took a generous sip of whisky.
“But...” Miranda swallowed her own sip of the alcohol, placed her glass down and took her lover's hands once again.
“Our connection...” Andrea cut in before she could continue speaking. “We both know it's more than just sex, I know.” Her lover said, squeezing her hands. “But boy oh boy has the sex been fucking mind-blowing!”
At these words Miranda felt her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She cleared her throat, unsure what to say.
“I know it's only been a little over a week but I am so mad about you!” Andrea said.
Whole body buzzing Miranda still couldn't believe Andrea was beyond interested in her, but she was more than thrilled, and allowed herself to fall into the brunette’s arms.
“If we're going to do this I have a few conditions.”
“I'll abide to you always.” Andrea responded, kissing her way down her neck and up again to nibble on her earlobe.
“I'm trying to be serious here.” Miranda moaned, gently pushing Andrea away so she could look her lover in the eye. “If you ever need space there is no place for that with me because space always leads to divorce, and I don't ever plan on letting that happen with you because you are different and I know we can be mature to always work things out. We have to make it work. I never want you to leave me again because the first time was horrible enough and we weren't even together then and now that we are I don't even want to imagine how much worse I'd feel.” Miranda quickly spoke, voicing her fears and hopes of how their relationship could be.
“Miranda, Miranda...” Andrea said, cupping her face. “I would be crazy to need space from you because I'm in love with you.”
She gasped at those whispered words.
“Yes, darling, I'm in love with you. I know how soon it is to being saying this, but I've felt like this for months now even before I got the AUTO UNIVERSE job. I have always loved the times we spent together, I always think back to when we went to Paris and seeing how different you were. Just looking at you I could see how much you buzzed with energy and excitement from being in a place you clearly adore. Now that we're together, really together, I get to see you as you and not just the RUNWAY editor I loved from afar. I love all of our time together and these last few days have been hell for me to be without you. I've been without you before and I don't want to be without you ever again for more than a few hours.”
Miranda nodded, opening her mouth to speak but her lover wasn't finished yet.
“And if you were to happen to annoy me one day or night I will have my office to escape to and vent my frustrations out, but I can safely say now that I will never want to be away from you for more than a few hours in a day. You’re addictive and you're my person, Miranda, and that's how it's going to stay.”
“I'm sorry that we haven't seen each other these last few days.”
“It’s not your fault! It’s Bryan’s for sending me to California! I don’t even like California!” Andrea replied, squeezing her hands.
“I don’t mind it.” Miranda shrugged. “Is it one of the reason’s you didn’t go to Stanford?”
“One of the many reasons though maybe you might change my mind on it, California of course, law-school is well and truly out of the picture.” Andrea said, kissing the palm of her hand. “Now relax and stop worrying. I'm here for you and only you, not this house and the luxurious life you have, or for your money. Just you. Your mind, heart and soul.”
Miranda knew it was ridiculous but she had tears welling in her eyes. “No one has ever spoken to me the way you do.”
“Fuck 'em!” Andrea replied. “The only thing that matters now is you and I.” She continued. “Our relationship, as well as Cass, Caroline and boofhead Patricia.”
Her whole body swelled with happiness as Andrea laid out all her cards. She knew this woman would be forever faithful. “I love you too.” She whispered, unable to believe how soon they were speaking these words, but they could no longer deny it.
The love they shared is an incredible one and she knew it would only become stronger as the days go on.
Sometime past as they simply soaked in the beautiful love they shared before she saw the time.
“It's too late for you to be heading home.” Miranda said when her lover muffled a yawn. “Will you... stay?”
“I don’t want to be anywhere else.” Andrea replied as they began to stand.
They walked down the hall, towards her room, their hands entwined.
A few moments past as she did her nightly rituals as did Andrea before she flicked the lights off and smiled at the sight of her brunette beauty laying in her bed. It was a sight she will never tire of.
Andrea grinned at her, looking her up and down. “Why are you dressed like a ninja?!”
“A ninja?!” Miranda laughed, looking down at her attire.
“Yeah, you're dressed all in black! It looks like you could be a ninja!”
“These are my pyjamas.” Miranda crawled into bed. “I think someone's a little drunk.” She smirked.
“I'm not drunk!” Andrea responded, however her eyes told her otherwise. “Just tipsy. Sachs know how to hold our drinks!”
Miranda chuckled. “I believe you.” She responded, as her lover began kissing her neck and down towards her chest and back up to her mouth before pulling away to stare into her eyes for a few silent seconds. Her breath caught at the connection.
“I know it's hard for you to believe but I want to be with you, every day, like this.” Andrea whispered, cupping her face.
“I believe you.” Miranda whispered, repeating her earlier words, and they began kissing once more but with a fervour this time.
~*~
The Next Morning.
Miranda awoke and smiled widely at rolling over to see for the very first time Andrea Sachs laying in her bed, sprawled out and asleep, mouth slightly open as the brunette snored very softly.
Quietly standing she made her way into the bathroom where she released her bladder before having a quick shower.
When she walked back out into the bedroom with nothing but a towel she found her lover awake and yawning as she stretched that exquisite body. She looked to the closet, wondering should she get dressed or get back into bed.
“Hey now, you’re not getting dressed just yet!” Andrea made up her mind for her. “Get over here, tiger!”
Doing so Miranda dropped her towel from where she stood at the side of the bed where Andrea sat and she leaned her head back, a sigh escaping her mouth, at the sensation of her lover’s mouth on her stomach, kissing and licking her “Marks of perfection.” Her lover had called them that first evening in Milan.
“You’re not leaving this room until I have ravished you entirely.” Andrea whispered, moving to kneel on her knee's, kissing up her body to pay full attention to her breasts before their eyes connected. “I don’t even care if you’re late for work. They’ll get over it because this, making love to you, will always be more important.”
Miranda grinned. She knew Andrea knew how much she loved and was dedicated to RUNWAY and didn’t take offence by these words. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She responded, so beyond happy that she had an understanding lover who knew how much her work meant to her and vice-versa, but in moments like this - their first morning together at the townhouse, it didn’t matter one bit if she was late to work.
Their mouths met deliciously as she was pulled down, back into bed with her brunette beauty who began paying close attention to her breasts as she pulled the sheet up over them.
Thankfully so as the door burst open three seconds later.
“She hates me! She absolutely hates me!” Caroline said as she burst into the room.
Andrea jumped away from her, covering their bare upper chests.
“Caroline!” Miranda yelled, helping keep the sheet over Andrea as her lover pulled her fingers out of her.
“Oh please, Cass and I know you two are doing it!” Caroline said, like it was no big deal, throwing down her homework on the end of the bed. “I got a C! The bitch gave me a C!”
“There must be some mistake!” Miranda angrily replied. Her daughters have never got anything below a B and even then the B only ever happened once for the both of them.
“The LORD OF THE FLIES assignment!” Caroline growled.
Miranda’s eyebrows furrowed then. “Didn’t you tell me that this little side assignment doesn’t mean anything… that it won’t harm your actual grades at the end of the year… that it was just a bit of fun?”
“Yes! It was just a bit of fun, but I wasn’t supposed to get a C! I've never gotten a C! I only got a B that one time thanks to stupid ugly Mr. McFadden giving me one because he didn’t like how I worded one of his favourite Shakespeare characters!” Her daughter responded as she sat down on the end of the bed. “I’m a Priestly. We don’t get C’s or B's, we only get A's!”
Leaning forward Miranda took the assignment and skimmed through it. “It’s written well, nothing glaringly wrong that I can see.”
Andrea took the papers, also looking through it. “From what I can see it’s amazing and you need to forget about your douchebag teacher and know that you’ve done a fantastic job at the end of the day!”
“Your boob is showing.” Caroline casually commented, her eyes lingering on Andrea longer than they should be.
At her daughter’s words and seeing how Caroline couldn't take her eyes away from Andrea's boob she quickly pulled the sheet back up. “Please... please just give us a moment and I'll come and speak with you.”
“We’re already speaking now!” Caroline growled much like she would if she had been in a situation like this. “Seriously, why did I get a C!”
“Why don’t I give your teacher a call later?” Miranda questioned.
“There’s no point, the score has already been finalised!”
Miranda shook her head, looking apologetically at her lover, and sighed. “Bobbsey, like Andrea said, you need to not worry about this when it isn’t going to affect you when you graduate to the next level in school.”
Caroline sighed. “You’re right. I need to calm down!”
“Yes, ring Darcy, have her come around for lunch.” Miranda suggested and at this her daughter’s eyes lit up.
“Can we go to the park?”
“Of course.” Miranda responded, knowing how much her daughter’s loved to kick the soccer ball down there. “Now would you please give Andre and I fi-“
The door burst open again from where it had been half open.
“I can't find my rainbow shoe laces I had Cara buy for me and I wanted to put them on my Converse shoes today!" Cassidy spoke, entering her bedroom. "You're better at finding things, Mom!"
Miranda sighed exasperatedly as Andrea sunk further under the sheet. “Get out!”
“We know you’re doing it!” Cassidy laughingly said as she spun around and exited the room along with Caroline who was also laughing before the door closed and the room fell silent.
Slowly she turned to Andrea. “I'm so, so sorry.” She said, a phrase her lover used often, as Andrea poked her head out.
“The coast is clear?!”
“Yes.” Miranda chuckled. “I'm sorry.”
“Don't be sorry.”
Miranda hummed as Andrea kissed her soundly, squeezing her breast softly.
“Seriously though she gave me a C!” Caroline burst back through the door, clearly unable to let it go. “And she put me on detention because I wore my Gryffindor tie to school and had it been with any other teacher they wouldn’t have given a shit!”
“Caroline!” Both women shouted not only by being interrupted again but also from the swearing.
Laughing as Caroline exited once again Miranda looked to her lover. “Welcome to parenthood.” she asked, truly hoping Andrea wouldn't be scared away.
Andrea heartily laughed at her, leaning back in for some more sugar. "I'm already enjoying it thoroughly."
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~*~
An Hour Later.
The Townhouse.
“Ummm, wow, okay.” Andrea said as she entered the lounge.
“What?” Miranda asked. “Have I done something wrong?”
“No way! That spread.” Andrea replied, waving at the coffee table. “I've never had a movie night with such a spread! Soooo many goodies!”
“Oh, thank god.” Miranda said, beginning to pace. “I just collected everything from the candy section at the corner drug store. I've never been in this situation before!”
“Hey.” Andrea said, reaching out for her. “Hey... Calm down, you've done everything perfectly.”
“Really?”
“Really, really.” Andrea replied. “I also ordered pizza because I'm starving plus its great movie food. I hope you don't mind?”
“No no, I'm glad. Pizzas good.”
“Oh thank god because I'm sooo in the mood for pizza.” Andrea said, putting her shoulder bag beside the coffee table.
“And we all know how much you enjoy pizza.” Miranda commented, smirking.
Andrea bit her lip. “That was accidental!”
“I'm sure it was.” Miranda replied, sounding like she didn't believe her one hit.
“I swear on my families lives!”
“Okay.” Miranda sing-songed, still smirking as she walked over to the drinks trolley. “What would you like?”
“Whatever you're having.” Andrea replied, looking at the couch.
“Oh, sorry yes, make yourself at home. The kitchen pantry is full so if you become peckish you can browse in there all you like.”
“Thanks!” Andrea responded, continuing. “I'm not sure if I'm imagining it but is that lasagne I can smell?”
Smiling Miranda turned around with their glasses of MOET and opened her mouth to speak.
“Yep! Mom cooked it!” Cassidy said, halting her words, breezing into the room so much like herself with Louise right behind. “It's the best ever lasagne!”
“Pizza and lasagne... the perfect combo!” Andrea replied, sitting down on the couch.
“Pizza?” Caroline asked, also breezing into the room. “We never have pizza ordered!”
Miranda handed over one of the flute glasses to Andrea whose mouth had dropped open.
“You never... oh my goodness, that is... I don't even know what to say to those words! When I'm back at home we have pizza night every Saturday and then on Sunday its Indian night, Monday burger night, and Thursday is pasta night.”
Lots of traditions. Miranda mused. She liked that.
“Your house sounds so cool, Andy!” Caroline said.
“I love burgers!” Cassidy said.
“I love spaghetti and meatballs.” Darcy spoke.
“Yeah! Your moms was soooo good the other night!” Caroline replied, looking to Darcy and then to Miranda. “This is my Mom and Mom this is Darcy."
“Caroline has told me lots about you. It's nice meeting you.” The dark haired girl nervously spoke, holding out a hand. “You have a lovely home.”
“Thank you. It's nice meeting you to.” Miranda said, waving over to the other couch. “Make yourself comfortable. We will put a movie on shortly.”
“I've never seen so many snacks before.” Darcy commented just like Andrea had as she walked past the table, eyeing off a certain candy, the twiggy sticks before picking three up and sitting on the couch.
Cassidy and Caroline grabbed some of the other candies.
“Don't eat too much, you'll spoil dinner.” Miranda spoke.
“Oh, when my Mom found out it was just a movie night we cooked dinner at home. I’m really sorry Ms-”
“Miranda.” Miranda firmly, but gently said. The girl was incredibly nervous and she waved the other words away. “Not to worry. I'll give you some lasagne to take home.”
“And pizza if you want it. Pizza the next day is always fantastic.” Andrea said.
“Dad eats left over pizza for breakfast.” Caroline said.
“He eats it cold too!” Cassidy chimed in, scrunching her face in disgust.
“That's the best way to eat left over pizza!” Andrea replied.
“Ewww!” The twins chorused.
“It's okay, we still like you Andy!” Caroline said.
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that!” Andrea replied, absolutely beaming.
Feeling just as joyful from having her lover here Miranda joined the brunette on the couch. She did keep a gap between them as she wasn't sure how Darcy was with secrets and they didn't need the media finding out about their, very new, lesbian relationship.
Clearing her throat she spoke. “Caroline says you're a pianist. What do you enjoy playing?”
“Anything Classical. I love Beethoven. I create my own music too.”
“She's really good, Mom!” Caroline said.
“If we have time we can go up to the piano after the movie!” Cassidy suggested.
“Sounds like a wonderful idea.” Miranda replied. “What movie have you decided on?!” She asked, taking a sip of champagne just as Andrea discretely slid her hand over to rest atop hers causing her to smile and her stomach to swell with butterflies by how Andrea made her feel.
“There's too many to choose from!” Caroline replied as the four girls stood up to peruse their DVD collection which made Andrea gasp.
“Oh. Em. Gee. You literally have your own video shop!” The brunette beauty said as she watched the girls walk into the small adjourning room as the curtain to it was pulled back by Cassidy to reveal the area.
Miranda could tell the young woman was itching to jump up and follow after them. “Make yourself at home, wander... have a look around.”
“I really do want to go in there.” Andrea responded.
Chuckling Miranda motioned for her to go. “I'm going to check in with Demerchlier and take the lasagne out of the oven then hopefully when I get back they will have decided what movie to put on.”
“Okay.” Andrea sweetly smiled as they stood up.
She began walking for the door.
“Hey, you forgot something!” Andrea said, tugging her wrist.
“What's that?” Miranda asked, turning back around and her mouth was instantly captured by her lover's.
“Mmm.” Andrea softly hummed as she slowly pulled away, patting her arse. “Now you can go.”
Miranda could not get over how this extraordinary woman made her feel. “I'll be back in a few minutes.”
“I miss you already.” Andrea whispered, winking.
“Oh, darling.” Miranda whispered, walking from the room.
“Oh my god!”
Andrea's familiar phrase was heard loudly as she reached the staircase.
“This is every child's dream!” Andrea spoke, continuing. “You have a Darth Vader and Dobby life size figurines!”
“There are more around here.” Caroline excitedly said.
“Oh sweet mother of…!” Andrea trailed off.
Mmm, she's definitely going to take a while getting used to all this. Miranda thought, chuckling as she headed downstairs where the lovely aromas of her lasagne filled her senses.
~*~
Andy walked into the DVD room expecting to only see DVD's but stopped short upon seeing more than she bargained and she made her shock and excitement loudly known.
On the left wall was shelving with all the DVD's. To her right were arcade games, next to those was a vending machine, a cinema popcorn machine, the figurines, cardboard life size of HARRY POTTER and his friends. Jar Jar Binks, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, and Princess Leia, and at the back of the room were more shelves that had all types of different things, a Leia Boushh Coin, and a vintage Darth Vader helmet, LEGO ranging from small, medium and large, and in the middle of the room was a table which had a large Tyrannosaurus Rex which was half complete. If this is what their games room looks like she could only imagine how much more extravagant their bedrooms would be.
“Hey Andy, what do you think of our Harry Potter house scarves?!” Cassidy asked. “I’m Gryffindor!”
“And what about mine!” Caroline chimed in, putting hers on along with her Harry Potter uniform. “I’m Slytherine!”
“Wow! So cool!” Andy responded, pouting. “I wish I had my own house scarf!”
“Which house is your favourite?” Caroline asked.
“Ravenclaw!” Andy excitedly responded.
“Ravenclaw values intelligence, creativity, learning and wit.” The girls chorused, nodding.
“Yes, it makes sense that’s the house you love.” Cassidy spoke.
“You’re all those things and more.” Caroline beamed.
“I love Hufflepuff!” Darcy chimed in.
Caroline’s grin widened. “I like that too!”
“What about you, Lou?” Andy curiously asked, involving the young blonde.
Louise shrugged. “I guess I like both Gryfinndor and Slytherine.”
“Who’s your favourite character?” Andy asked.
“Hermoine.” Louise replied.
“Same as me!” Cassidy chimed in, coming to a stop next to her girlfriend and putting her scarf around her.
“Who do you like Andy?” Cassidy asked.
“I love all of them, but Snape… there’s something about him that I like.”
Caroline’s eyes widened. “I had a feeling you were going to say that. He reminds us a lot of Mom! She likes him too.”
“I wish Quidditch could be a real game!” Cassidy said as she picked up a DVD and both Caroline and Darcy shook their heads at her suggestion.
“How cool would that be!” Andy responded, also browsing the DVD collections. “Gosh, you guys have a wide range!”
“We love movies!” Caroline beamed. “Same as Darcy!”
Andy smirked at the young love they shared and same with Cass and Louise. It was incredibly cute. She loved knowing that she now got to have her own cute love story with one Miranda Priestly.
~*~
Miranda walked back into the room holding the two ridiculously large pizza boxes and her oven dish of lasagne as Andrea quickly jumped up from the couch and hurried over to take off some of the load.
“I didn't hear the doorbell.” Andrea said, taking the Pizza Hut boxes.
“I was coming up with my lasagne when I heard the car pull up out the front.” Miranda explained.
“I would have gotten them.”
Shrugging Miranda spoke. “I was there, it was easier.”
“But these were to be on me!” Andrea said, pouting.
“Don't worry about it, darling.” Miranda replied, placing her lasagne down onto the tea towel atop the coffee table next to all the other goodies.
“That food smells soooo good!” Cassidy and Caroline said as they came out of their arcade.
“What pizza did you get?”
“I got half Meat Lovers, half Supreme, half Garden Veggie, and half just plain good ol' cheese!”
Andrea had really thought about who might and might not like certain foods and added in two vegetarian options. Whereas both Eric and Stephen would have gone ahead and ordered whatever and the girls had to put up with it. Her brunette beauty really was a keeper. She looked to the TV and rolled her eyes upon seeing it still blank. “I swear you're both ridiculously indecisive! Just grab a disc and put it in!”
“But I don't know! We can't decide on a genre!” Cassidy replied, huffing as she picked up the remote finally turning the TV on, clicking it onto the DVD channel from the Food Network where the LOST menu came up which they had been watching last night.
“Oh my god, you guys are watching LOST?!” Her lover asked.
“Yeah!” The twins chorused.
“I love Sayid!” Andrea replied, causing her to stop and look to her lover.
“So does mom!”
“I thought you'd be more into Sawyer!” Cassidy thought aloud.
“Oh. He's so hot!” Caroline said.
“He really is but Sayid is more so, right?” Andrea asked, looking to her.
“Right.” Miranda quickly responded.
“We're very similar in taste.” Andrea said over the girls' continued chatter, nudging and winking at her. “I love it.” Her lover whispered, entwining their hands.
Miranda’s heart fluttered. She too loved it.
“Mom can't stand Jack.” Caroline said.
“Yeah, he's a douche.” Andrea replied, flipping open one of the boxes and humming in delight.
“I love Kate!” Caroline dreamily said, as she knelt down onto the ground next to the low coffee table and picked up a slice of the veggie one as Darcy went straight for the cheese and Cassidy of course went straight for the Supreme, and Andrea the Meat Lovers. She smiled at this. Her lover was clearly a meat fan.
“She's my favourite too!” Andrea replied. “How shocked were you when we found out she's a criminal on the run!”
That was incredibly obvious. Miranda thought, but did not say.
“I was so shocked! But it's so cool! I love all her episodes!” Caroline said.
“Yeah, that one when she's in Australia!” Darcy said. “Best episode!”
“And when we see what she did to get arrested!” Cassidy excitedly said.
“Shhh! Mom doesn't know what she did to become a criminal!” Caroline said.
Miranda chuckled as her daughter's and their girlfriends continued talking with her brunette beauty for a little while longer before the girls finally came to a decision.
“Darcy loves LOST so we were thinking we could pick up where she is at?” Caroline asked, taking another bite of pizza.
“I've seen up to the current episode so I'm cool with that.” Andrea replied, shrugging, looking to her.
“I don't see why don't.” Miranda replied, even though she's only seen the first few episodes. “How many episodes have there been now?!” She whispered to Andrea as the episode was put on.
“Oh, wow, um... like...” Andrea stopped to think. “Probably close to seventy.”
“I'm very much behind then.” Miranda replied, though it didn't bother her. She only watched TV when with the girls otherwise she wouldn't even bother. Shrinks the brain. Marianna's words echoed through her ears. Brainwashes you.
She didn't mind her girls watching TV they just weren't allowed to be glued to it for hours on end though she knew once they turned 18 she wouldn't be able to stop them especially with their growing addiction for video games.
However once the episode began she couldn't stop asking Andrea question after question about what the hell was going on, what the black fog is, and who the "Others" are and what their deal is. Her lover was more than happy to fill her in, that voice softly speaking to her so not as to annoy the girls.
The brunette did help to make sense of some of it but she was still baffled by how crazy it has turned out.
“Oh! I love this scene!” Andrea whispered.
Smiling Miranda turned back to the TV and watched her lover's favourite scene which of course included Sayid as it was an episode revolving around him and his past.
~*~
They watched three episodes of the mysterious island TV series "they've got to be in limbo or something because this is bloody ridiculous!" She had said after her fourth glass of champagne. Though she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the show. It was good entertainment and her daughters had a blast with their girlfriends as did she with her own beautiful treasure who she currently stood in the kitchen with as Andrea had insisted she helped clean their dishes.
Knowing that Andrea would be wanting to head home soon she spoke. “Would you like to go back upstairs and end this wonderful evening with a night cap?”
“I'd love to, darling!” Andrea replied, and they began to walk to stairs when her lover paused and pulled her aside into the sitting room.
“What's wr-“
“Stop, shhh!” Andrea whispered.
Looking around the corner she saw Caroline and Darcy standing in the foyer together, holding hands. “Oh, sweet heaven.” she whispered.
Andrea grinned. “I think tonight went well.”
“Definitely. They're growing up too fast.” Miranda whispered, turning back to her lover just as both Caroline and Darcy leaned in to kiss each other. She couldn't believe her daughters were dating now.
“I’m so giddy right now for Caroline!” Andrea whispered, beaming.
“You really adore them.”
“I really do. They're great kids, darling, like I've told you before you've raised them wonderfully.”
“They make it easy.” She said, smiling as Andrea leaned into her, kissing her neck.
They gave Caroline and Darcy a few moments before making themselves known and she and Andrea said their goodbyes to the young girl.
“Here is your container of lasagne. I hope you enjoy it.” Miranda said, handing it over.
“Thanks so much!” Darcy responded, looking like she was on cloud 9. “I can't wait to try it and thanks again for tonight for inviting me over. I've never had such a great night before!”
“I'm so glad you had an enjoyable time.” Miranda responded, smiling widely. “You'll have to come back around again soon.”
“I would really love that!” Darcy replied, as Caroline opened the door.
Miranda frowned at the taxi waiting outside. “Where's the town car?”
“That's my Dad!” Darcy replied.
“Oh.” Miranda responded. “Well, I'll come out to say hello.” She said, having not met Darcy's parents having only spoken to them over the phone but from what she heard they sounded like nice, decent, genuine people.
“I'll meet you upstairs.” Andrea softly said.
Nodding Miranda stepped outside and walked over to the yellow cab where she was surprised to find it only had one occupant, the driver. She realised that this was Darcy's dad. I thought they owned a restaurant? She was quite confused.
“Hey Dad! This is Caroline and Cassidy's Mom, Miranda!”
The man, who was Chinese, stepped out from the car looking unexpected about meeting her. “I'm sorry, ma'am, I would have dressed up better had I known we were going to meet.”
Miranda quickly took in his attire; ironed black slacks, a white button up shirt with a brown leather jacket, and a black cap on his head. He wasn't the "ordinary" DALTON parent of friends the girls had but she was by no means unhappy about this. She was thrilled that Caroline had a friend who had normal working-class parents instead of rich snobby ones who think they're better than the rest and gossiped about this student and that teacher or that parent.
“Oh please, don't apologise, and you don't need to call me ma'am.” Miranda replied, putting that in politely. She hated being called ma'am more so than Ms. Priestly. “I'm glad that we can finally meet.” She added, putting out a hand to shake his. “You'll be happy to know that Darcy had an absolute blast tonight and we’re already looking forward to the next movie night.”
“Oh, you have no idea how happy I am to hear this.” Darcy's father replied. “She's a good girl, our Darcy, and my wife and I are overjoyed that she has made such good friendship with nice girls like Cassidy and Caroline! They're wonderful girls, and a joy to be around. They're even great when it comes to helping out in the restaurant! They're a treat and even the customers adore them!”
Miranda hadn't known the girls had helped out at the family restaurant. “As long as they don't get in the way.” She said, putting an arm around Caroline, smiling fondly at her daughter.
“Oh no, they could never!” He replied causing all three girls to beam.
As she looked into his hazel eyes she could see how genuine he was being. “I didn't catch your name?” That was a lie. She has, but she’s forgotten it.
“Max! My name is Max, and my wife is Ling.”
“Oh, lovely and what is that name meaning again, Ling... spiritual and intelligent.” She responded, and Max smiled brightly, nodding.
Max chuckled. “Oh, she very much is like that! We have to have a formal meeting, I think the two of you will get along! She is fascinated with your wonderful magazine. We both don't know how you do it!”
“Long hours and hard work.” Miranda responded, continuing. “It is worth it every day though.”
“And this!” Max pointed to her house. “What a place! Ling better not see, she'll want to move in!” He laughingly spoke. “It's very elegant.”
“Thank you for your kind words, Max. I will definitely have a look at my schedule and we can work out a night we can all go to dinner.”
“Yes, and you must come to our restaurant! We will make you our best meals!”
“That would be lovely.” Miranda replied.
“Oh, to have someone with your stature in our restaurant! We will be so lucky!”
Miranda smiled, rubbing her arms as it was chilly outside. She could tell this man would talk on and on if she let him. “It was a pleasure meeting you, and Darcy, I'll get back to you about dinner.”
“I can't wait! Thanks again!” Darcy said from where she sat in the back of the car.
They said their goodbyes and she and the girls watched the car drive away before hurriedly making their way back inside.
“Brrr! It's soooo cold!” They chorused, hanging their coats back up. “I thought it was supposed to be warming up!”
“It will soon, bobbsey’s.” Miranda replied, putting her own coat into the closet. “You didn't mention that Darcy's father Max was a taxi driver.”
“See! I knew you would be judgemental! That's why I didn't tell you!” Caroline angrily snapped.
Miranda was taken aback by the random outburst. “Do I look or sound angry to you?!”
“No, but I know what you'll be thinking! I know you hate taxis and think they're filthy, ugly vehicles!”
It was true, Miranda couldn't lie, she didn't like taxis one bit and she said this. “... but that's not to say I'm judging Darcy and her family! He seems like a very nice man, and would be a lovely driver to have to take you places!” She firmly said, shaking her head. “You know that I don't judge people!”
“Pffft! I call bullshit on that!” Caroline responded.
“I beg your pardon?”
“I see the way you look at people in disgust if they don't look to your standards!” Caroline shot back. “How your lips curl in disgust. You don't even like walking through the city anymore because it's "too filthy and smelly"
“You and I both know it is!” Miranda pointed out as they began walking upstairs but not before she flicked all the lights out downstairs. “But we're going off topic. I do not give a flying toss that Max is a taxi driver. Good for him! He has a job!”
“He only drives a taxi so Darcy can go to piano lessons here in Manhattan.” Cassidy softly chimed in.
“He's a good man then! Wants his daughter to be happy and is doing whatever he can!” Miranda said, firmly looking to Caroline. “Because that's what genuine people do!”
“She goes to public school.” Caroline said.
Miranda shrugged. “So do most children because they don't have the luxuries I've been able to give the two of you. If it weren't for Marianna the two of you would be attending public schools and we definitely wouldn't be living here in this house let alone in this country! You know that I was an ordinary person when I was younger. I came from a low class family and had a job in a shitty little warehouse sewing pieces of material together until this woman came in and she noticed me. She helped me become the woman I am today. You know that I am nothing like the parents from most of the students at DALTON. The fact that you thought I was disgusted Max was a taxi driver upsets me a little bit.”
“But... I just thought...” Caroline trailed off.
“That's exactly it, you didn't stop to think twice and be like "oh, why am I thinking these silly thoughts?! That's not what my Mommy is like!"
"She's a cool mom." Cassidy said, quoting the Mom from MEAN GIRLS that she had allowed the girls to watch only if she watched it with them the other night due to her fabulous mood thanks to Andrea and she hadn't been in the mood to say no to the girls when they have been behaving really well, were keeping their room clean, and as usual were excelling at school and ahead of their classes so she gave in.
It hadn't been as bad as she thought. She had expected drugs, alcohol and sex but there wasn't really anything like that except for a few curse words and make-out scenes. She had been surprised when she actually laughed at a few moments throughout the movie.
“You'll judge their restaurant. It's run down and doesn't look like it would be nice inside but it is and the food is really great!”
“It is, actually. Doug and I went there once when we went on a hunt for the best Chinese around NYC.” Andrea softly chimed in, causing her to turn around and she smiled at her lover who stood at the second floor landing.
“What did you rate it?” Caroline asked.
“It came second on our list.” Andrea beamed, continuing as she looked to her. “Sorry to have interrupted, just wondering where the bathroom is up here?”
“You can use mine.” Miranda replied. “Pass the sitting room through the French doors and the ensuite is the second door on the left.”
“Thanks”. Andrea replied, winking as she walked towards her room on the second floor.
“I hope you've learnt your lesson now of jumping to the wrong conclusion before actually letting me speak.” Miranda said as they continued up the staircase from where they had stopped half way.
“Yes mom, sorry mom.” Caroline said, hugging her as they reached the second floor. “I love you. Sorry for being a bitch.”
“I love you too, and I am used to your bitchiness because you get that unfortunate trait from me. Just talk to me next time in a mature way like the young intelligent gorgeous girl that you are. Forget about any negative thoughts you have when you know I'm all for positivity and love knowing you have friends from all walks of life!” Within reason, of course.
“I'm sorry.” Caroline whispered again, tears falling from her eyes.
“Now now, none of this!” Miranda said, wiping her tears and the ones that also fell from Cassidy's who was feeling the same emotions. “We're not going to let this ruin what has been a perfect evening!”
~*~
Andy walked into Miranda's bedroom and it was like another world entirely. It was incredibly dreamy and exactly how she had imagined it.
Simple yet elegant. She thought as she looked around the light blues and dark blues of the room, the lights were on but they were on a dimmer setting.
To the right were double doors that led out to a small balcony, the curtains pulled half closed telling her that Miranda must go out there often.
In the right corner next to the windows was a light blue and green corner chair with a footstool in front of it.
On the wall in front was a queen sized bed with a blue and grey duvet, a light blue blanket draped over the left end corner. There were at least eight throw cushions in front of two night time pillows.
The feature wall behind the bed was an incredible array of mosque patterns of all kinds of blue colours with the odd bits of a light green, greys, creamy white (just like the colour of the soft, so soft carpet) and a few bits of light purple here and there. The two back-lights above the masterpiece illuminated it wonderfully.. Stunning. She whispered, wanting to touch it.
Either side of the bed were table's with two drawers with blue and grey lamps atop both. On the left side table was also an alarm clock, a pair of glasses, a jewelery box and a pen next to a journal.
To her left was another small room and as she stepped closer she could make out that it was the closet, a very big walk in one, and next to this was another wall where along it was a gorgeous old, most likely antique, chest of drawers and atop it were photo-frames, bits and pieces the older woman has collected from her travels over the years, another jewelery box however this one was bigger, and surprisingly in the far right corner was a light and dark blue lava lamp.
On the right side of this chest of drawers was another open door which obviously was the bathroom.
In this room, unlike the bedroom, the walls were painted white however along the top and bottom was light blue
Straight ahead was the sink with a gorgeous mirror that had make-up lights right around it. The tap looked incredibly expensive, she wouldn't be surprised if it was made from actual silver, and the sink was very deep.
Next to the sink on the left was the toilet and next to that in the corner was a large two person shower and next to that on the left wall was an extraodinary tub which had steps leading up to it and as she walked closer she looked down and saw how gloriously deep the bath was.
Bubble baths would be exquisite. She dreamily thought as she shook her head in wonder. Sweet mother of Mary. Her hand, out of instinct, pulled out her phone from her pocket. "You will never guess where I am standing!" She spoke when Doug picked up after two rings.
"Oh. Em. Gee. Where?"
"I'm in her bathroom looking out into her bedroom." Andy whispered in awe, turning around and staring into the dimly lit bedroom where she could see the queen sized bed. Her heart raced at the thought of sharing it with the divine RUNWAY editor who was waiting for her down the hall. "This is all so surreal. I must be dreaming!"
"Oh, baby girl, I told you this would happen!" Doug excitedly responded, sounding like he was jumping up and down on the other end just like what she felt like doing. "What's it like?"
~*~
“It was like I was in heaven just then.”
“Whys that?” Miranda asked her lover who walked out of her bedroom.
“In your bedroom. It's magnificent! Like another world.”
“I'm glad you like it, I want you to be comfortable here.” Miranda replied as they walked passed the now empty entertainment room, the girls having gone up to their own lounge to watch another episode before bed, making their way towards the dining room where in the adjourning room was a little bar area that had a love seat. It was a room she barely used but tonight decided to do so. “Whisky?” She questioned knowing Andrea seemed content with whatever she was having.
“Sounds perfect.”
“Ice?”
“Two cubes.” Andrea replied, running her hands along the book shelf. “These don't really seem like your type.”
“They're not.” Miranda replied, looking over her shoulder to see her lover had picked up one of the books. “They're Stephens. This room was meant for him but he never used it. Chose to go out drinking instead.” She explained as she popped two cubes into Andrea's glass as her lover quickly put the book back.
“Oh, ew, that jerk.” Andrea replied. “Now I feel like I need to wash my hands.”
Miranda chuckled. “He never touched those. I brought everything in here for him for him to never use it. He would sit at the dinner table then walk straight back out... never even looked towards here.”
“I want to grab him by the collar and punch him in the nose!” Andrea growled, continuing to look around the room before taking a seat. “It's incredible in here. He's crazy for not wanting to use it. I mean, this whole house is to die for!”
Miranda smiled. “I'm very fortunate.”
“Question; what’s up with that door in your bathroom near the shower?”
“Oh, that leads to another bedroom. That was Stephen's room.”
Andrea raised an eyebrow, looking confused.
“I never understood why until now... he never wanted to share the same bed, said it's due to some phobia where he couldn’t sleep with anyone, a phobia I’ve never heard of, and that he needed his own space. Turns out he only needed that space so he could wank off to women he talked to online all night and when he wasn't doing that he was meeting with them individually in person. I don't know how he ever has time to work when most of his life is filled with sluts who take his money.”
Andrea nearly spat out her drink. “No!”
“Oh yes,” Miranda chuckled, shaking her head. “I should have seen the signs.”
“Makes him even more pathetic!” Andrea said, disgust evident in her tone. “My knuckles are ready for his nose!”
Miranda continued laughing. “Go ahead. I have lawyers better than his.”
Andrea looked shocked. “You're being serious!”
“Yes.” Miranda replied. “He definitely deserves it but I know you don't have a mean enough bone in your body to actually do that. Though if you were to ever get into any kind of trouble with your writing in the future my lawyers will be there.” She replied, knowing that her lover loved controversy and wanted to get down to the nitty, gritty business.
“You're out of this world amazing, you know that right?” Andrea asked, sitting back and watching her in awe.
“I try.” Miranda smirked, handing Andrea her whisky before she began to pace.
“What's wrong?” Andrea asked.
“I just need to stretch my muscles from sitting down so long.” Miranda responded.
“Nope, there’s something bugging you.”
She knows me too well. Miranda sighed, turning to her lover. “You're correct. There is.” She said as she walked, it was true though she had needed to stretch her legs, over to the couch and sat down. “You've seen how moody my girls can easily get.”
“Yeah, and?” Andrea asked, shrugging, sipping her whisky. “Typical teenagers. I was probably worse at their age. Just ask my Mom.”
“I don't want them, my life, interfering with your life… your career.”
“Oh no, you're not doing this to me!” Andrea firmly said, leaning forward, placing her glass on the coffee table then turned to her to look at her sternly. “You aren't going to bring me into this amazing, dreamy house of yours to let me down gently.”
“Darling, no. That's not what I'm doing.” Miranda firmly said, looking in Andrea's eyes. “I'm just worried that... are you-“ she cleared her throat. “Are you sure you're ready for this?”
“For making you explode?! Always!” Andrea kissed her neck, arousal went through her at the words.
“No, I'm being serious.” Miranda said, her lover pausing and looking at her. “About the girls... being a step-parent. Being involved with me, having the paparazzi all over us. It’s a lot to handle.”
“I wouldn't be here otherwise if I didn’t think I could handle it!” Andrea firmly replied. “You're who I want and the girls are a bonus! I reckon I'll make a brilliant step-mom!”
“They do adore you as you do them.” Miranda replied.
“I really do. Stop worrying!” Andrea kissed her.
“But we need to talk about this more.” Miranda responded.
“Stop sounding so serious if you aren't breaking up with me.”
“Sorry. I just... I need you to know that you and I… This is more than the sex, not that I've ever been this sexual with anyone other than you.” Oh, you really need to stop drinking! “I've never felt this way, emotionally and sexually until you and I fell into bed together the other night and now it's all I can think of.”
Andrea smirked as she took a generous sip of whisky.
“But...” Miranda swallowed her own sip of the alcohol, placed her glass down and took her lover's hands once again.
“Our connection...” Andrea cut in before she could continue speaking. “We both know it's more than just sex, I know.” Her lover said, squeezing her hands. “But boy oh boy has the sex been fucking mind-blowing!”
At these words Miranda felt her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She cleared her throat, unsure what to say.
“I know it's only been a little over a week but I am so mad about you!” Andrea said.
Whole body buzzing Miranda still couldn't believe Andrea was beyond interested in her, but she was more than thrilled, and allowed herself to fall into the brunette’s arms.
“If we're going to do this I have a few conditions.”
“I'll abide to you always.” Andrea responded, kissing her way down her neck and up again to nibble on her earlobe.
“I'm trying to be serious here.” Miranda moaned, gently pushing Andrea away so she could look her lover in the eye. “If you ever need space there is no place for that with me because space always leads to divorce, and I don't ever plan on letting that happen with you because you are different and I know we can be mature to always work things out. We have to make it work. I never want you to leave me again because the first time was horrible enough and we weren't even together then and now that we are I don't even want to imagine how much worse I'd feel.” Miranda quickly spoke, voicing her fears and hopes of how their relationship could be.
“Miranda, Miranda...” Andrea said, cupping her face. “I would be crazy to need space from you because I'm in love with you.”
She gasped at those whispered words.
“Yes, darling, I'm in love with you. I know how soon it is to being saying this, but I've felt like this for months now even before I got the AUTO UNIVERSE job. I have always loved the times we spent together, I always think back to when we went to Paris and seeing how different you were. Just looking at you I could see how much you buzzed with energy and excitement from being in a place you clearly adore. Now that we're together, really together, I get to see you as you and not just the RUNWAY editor I loved from afar. I love all of our time together and these last few days have been hell for me to be without you. I've been without you before and I don't want to be without you ever again for more than a few hours.”
Miranda nodded, opening her mouth to speak but her lover wasn't finished yet.
“And if you were to happen to annoy me one day or night I will have my office to escape to and vent my frustrations out, but I can safely say now that I will never want to be away from you for more than a few hours in a day. You’re addictive and you're my person, Miranda, and that's how it's going to stay.”
“I'm sorry that we haven't seen each other these last few days.”
“It’s not your fault! It’s Bryan’s for sending me to California! I don’t even like California!” Andrea replied, squeezing her hands.
“I don’t mind it.” Miranda shrugged. “Is it one of the reason’s you didn’t go to Stanford?”
“One of the many reasons though maybe you might change my mind on it, California of course, law-school is well and truly out of the picture.” Andrea said, kissing the palm of her hand. “Now relax and stop worrying. I'm here for you and only you, not this house and the luxurious life you have, or for your money. Just you. Your mind, heart and soul.”
Miranda knew it was ridiculous but she had tears welling in her eyes. “No one has ever spoken to me the way you do.”
“Fuck 'em!” Andrea replied. “The only thing that matters now is you and I.” She continued. “Our relationship, as well as Cass, Caroline and boofhead Patricia.”
Her whole body swelled with happiness as Andrea laid out all her cards. She knew this woman would be forever faithful. “I love you too.” She whispered, unable to believe how soon they were speaking these words, but they could no longer deny it.
The love they shared is an incredible one and she knew it would only become stronger as the days go on.
Sometime past as they simply soaked in the beautiful love they shared before she saw the time.
“It's too late for you to be heading home.” Miranda said when her lover muffled a yawn. “Will you... stay?”
“I don’t want to be anywhere else.” Andrea replied as they began to stand.
They walked down the hall, towards her room, their hands entwined.
A few moments past as she did her nightly rituals as did Andrea before she flicked the lights off and smiled at the sight of her brunette beauty laying in her bed. It was a sight she will never tire of.
Andrea grinned at her, looking her up and down. “Why are you dressed like a ninja?!”
“A ninja?!” Miranda laughed, looking down at her attire.
“Yeah, you're dressed all in black! It looks like you could be a ninja!”
“These are my pyjamas.” Miranda crawled into bed. “I think someone's a little drunk.” She smirked.
“I'm not drunk!” Andrea responded, however her eyes told her otherwise. “Just tipsy. Sachs know how to hold our drinks!”
Miranda chuckled. “I believe you.” She responded, as her lover began kissing her neck and down towards her chest and back up to her mouth before pulling away to stare into her eyes for a few silent seconds. Her breath caught at the connection.
“I know it's hard for you to believe but I want to be with you, every day, like this.” Andrea whispered, cupping her face.
“I believe you.” Miranda whispered, repeating her earlier words, and they began kissing once more but with a fervour this time.
~*~
The Next Morning.
Miranda awoke and smiled widely at rolling over to see for the very first time Andrea Sachs laying in her bed, sprawled out and asleep, mouth slightly open as the brunette snored very softly.
Quietly standing she made her way into the bathroom where she released her bladder before having a quick shower.
When she walked back out into the bedroom with nothing but a towel she found her lover awake and yawning as she stretched that exquisite body. She looked to the closet, wondering should she get dressed or get back into bed.
“Hey now, you’re not getting dressed just yet!” Andrea made up her mind for her. “Get over here, tiger!”
Doing so Miranda dropped her towel from where she stood at the side of the bed where Andrea sat and she leaned her head back, a sigh escaping her mouth, at the sensation of her lover’s mouth on her stomach, kissing and licking her “Marks of perfection.” Her lover had called them that first evening in Milan.
“You’re not leaving this room until I have ravished you entirely.” Andrea whispered, moving to kneel on her knee's, kissing up her body to pay full attention to her breasts before their eyes connected. “I don’t even care if you’re late for work. They’ll get over it because this, making love to you, will always be more important.”
Miranda grinned. She knew Andrea knew how much she loved and was dedicated to RUNWAY and didn’t take offence by these words. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She responded, so beyond happy that she had an understanding lover who knew how much her work meant to her and vice-versa, but in moments like this - their first morning together at the townhouse, it didn’t matter one bit if she was late to work.
Their mouths met deliciously as she was pulled down, back into bed with her brunette beauty who began paying close attention to her breasts as she pulled the sheet up over them.
Thankfully so as the door burst open three seconds later.
“She hates me! She absolutely hates me!” Caroline said as she burst into the room.
Andrea jumped away from her, covering their bare upper chests.
“Caroline!” Miranda yelled, helping keep the sheet over Andrea as her lover pulled her fingers out of her.
“Oh please, Cass and I know you two are doing it!” Caroline said, like it was no big deal, throwing down her homework on the end of the bed. “I got a C! The bitch gave me a C!”
“There must be some mistake!” Miranda angrily replied. Her daughters have never got anything below a B and even then the B only ever happened once for the both of them.
“The LORD OF THE FLIES assignment!” Caroline growled.
Miranda’s eyebrows furrowed then. “Didn’t you tell me that this little side assignment doesn’t mean anything… that it won’t harm your actual grades at the end of the year… that it was just a bit of fun?”
“Yes! It was just a bit of fun, but I wasn’t supposed to get a C! I've never gotten a C! I only got a B that one time thanks to stupid ugly Mr. McFadden giving me one because he didn’t like how I worded one of his favourite Shakespeare characters!” Her daughter responded as she sat down on the end of the bed. “I’m a Priestly. We don’t get C’s or B's, we only get A's!”
Leaning forward Miranda took the assignment and skimmed through it. “It’s written well, nothing glaringly wrong that I can see.”
Andrea took the papers, also looking through it. “From what I can see it’s amazing and you need to forget about your douchebag teacher and know that you’ve done a fantastic job at the end of the day!”
“Your boob is showing.” Caroline casually commented, her eyes lingering on Andrea longer than they should be.
At her daughter’s words and seeing how Caroline couldn't take her eyes away from Andrea's boob she quickly pulled the sheet back up. “Please... please just give us a moment and I'll come and speak with you.”
“We’re already speaking now!” Caroline growled much like she would if she had been in a situation like this. “Seriously, why did I get a C!”
“Why don’t I give your teacher a call later?” Miranda questioned.
“There’s no point, the score has already been finalised!”
Miranda shook her head, looking apologetically at her lover, and sighed. “Bobbsey, like Andrea said, you need to not worry about this when it isn’t going to affect you when you graduate to the next level in school.”
Caroline sighed. “You’re right. I need to calm down!”
“Yes, ring Darcy, have her come around for lunch.” Miranda suggested and at this her daughter’s eyes lit up.
“Can we go to the park?”
“Of course.” Miranda responded, knowing how much her daughter’s loved to kick the soccer ball down there. “Now would you please give Andre and I fi-“
The door burst open again from where it had been half open.
“I can't find my rainbow shoe laces I had Cara buy for me and I wanted to put them on my Converse shoes today!" Cassidy spoke, entering her bedroom. "You're better at finding things, Mom!"
Miranda sighed exasperatedly as Andrea sunk further under the sheet. “Get out!”
“We know you’re doing it!” Cassidy laughingly said as she spun around and exited the room along with Caroline who was also laughing before the door closed and the room fell silent.
Slowly she turned to Andrea. “I'm so, so sorry.” She said, a phrase her lover used often, as Andrea poked her head out.
“The coast is clear?!”
“Yes.” Miranda chuckled. “I'm sorry.”
“Don't be sorry.”
Miranda hummed as Andrea kissed her soundly, squeezing her breast softly.
“Seriously though she gave me a C!” Caroline burst back through the door, clearly unable to let it go. “And she put me on detention because I wore my Gryffindor tie to school and had it been with any other teacher they wouldn’t have given a shit!”
“Caroline!” Both women shouted not only by being interrupted again but also from the swearing.
Laughing as Caroline exited once again Miranda looked to her lover. “Welcome to parenthood.” she asked, truly hoping Andrea wouldn't be scared away.
Andrea heartily laughed at her, leaning back in for some more sugar. "I'm already enjoying it thoroughly."
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