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Title: Spread Your Wings
Author: Mary Griggs
Fandom: DWP
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: R
Word Count: 10,400 words in 9 parts
Summary: Andy appears in Miranda’s home and grows a pair…a pair of wings.
Author’s Notes: Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox are the true owners; I'm just letting the ladies play in my sandbox for a while.
I'm no angel, but I've spread my wings a bit. ~Mae West
After a leisurely brunch, Andy washed the dishes while Miranda put additional comments in the Book. Once Andy finished, she fidgeted nervously in the hallway while waiting for Emily’s arrival. This would be the first test to see if she could return to some semblance of normality.
“You!”
“Hey, Em. How are you doing?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Seeing Miranda.”
“Seeing Miranda? Please tell me I’m misunderstanding American slang.”
“I’m visiting her and the girls.”
“That better be all.” Emily set down the bag she was carrying and picked up the Book. Narrowing her eyes, she said, “You look different.”
Andy froze.
“It must be the haircut.” Emily nodded. “Short hair suits you.”
Floating in from the kitchen, Miranda walked towards them. “She’s going to be growing it back out.”
Andy looked over at Miranda in shock. “Excuse me?”
Stepping close, she reached up and tugged on the short hairs at the back of Andy’s neck. “I need something more to pull.” She murmured before proceeding to kiss Andy thoroughly.
Andy closed her eyes as she was overwhelmed by sensation. Miranda’s words, her fantasies of hair play and the kiss were enough to short-circuit her brain. When she opened her eyes again, Miranda was winding up rattling off a list of tasks for Emily, who then headed out the door.
Miranda locked the door and turned to smirk at her. “You should have seen the look on her face!”
For a moment, Andy went cold as she wondered if the intimacy they shared was just an act for Emily.
“No.”
Andy looked confused.
“It is not an act but we won’t go any further before an audience.”
Andy blushed to think she had said her worries aloud.
“You have a very expressive face, my dear. Trust that you mean more to me than any cheap statement at your expense.”
“Thank you.” Andy ducked her head. “May I have a hug?”
“Most definitely.” Miranda stepped close and enfolded her in an embrace. They both sighed at the feeling of rightness they found in each other’s arms. “I noticed yesterday that we seem to need physical contact for reassurance.”
“Yeah, I get anxious when we’re apart.”
“That is going to make work a little awkward. Unless you come back to work for me.”
“I think that Irv would have a field day with that.”
“True and what I want to do with you is hardly work safe.” Miranda smirked at the immediate blush. “That glass desk has fueled many a fantasy of mine.”
Andy’s brain failed her again and she could only blink at Miranda.
“It looks like it is fueling some of yours now, too.” Chuckling, Miranda said, “I need to work for a while. The girls are picking out movies for you all to watch in the upstairs entertainment room.”
“I need to read my email. I’ve missed at least one deadline.”
“That reminds me.” Miranda let go and picked up the bag Emily had left. “This is for you.”
“What is it?”
“Open it.”
Andy pulled out a heavy, rectangular box. She looked at Miranda, who was just smiling at her. Ripping off the brown paper, she revealed a brand new MacBook Pro. “Oh, wow.” After a moment, her smile turned into a frown. “This is too much.”
“No, it isn’t. You needed a replacement.”
“But this is expensive.”
“I have more than enough money to ensure that my family always has the best. I’m not depriving my children by giving you gifts nor am I attempting to buy your love.”
“I think my heart knows that but, this is something we are going to need to talk about. I won’t be comfortable being kept.”
“I respect your independence, Andrea. Please let me use the means at my disposal to gift you from my heart.”
Andy bit her lip as she studied Miranda. What she saw in her eyes gave her the confidence to nod. “All right. Thank you.”
She noticed that Miranda relaxed slightly and reflected that Miranda really did care about what she thought and felt. It gave her a greater sense of security in what a relationship with the dynamic and powerful woman would be like.
Stepping closer, she gave Miranda a hug. “I really do love it. Thank you.”
Miranda returned the hug. “You’re very welcome. It should be fully loaded.”
“I can’t wait to play with it.” Andy grinned. “And I had just backed up my old laptop, so as soon as I can get a hold of that drive, I will be good to go.”
“You can make a list and I can send Roy over to your apartment.”
Andy sighed. “There is more than just the hard drive. I need to get my clothes and stu…uh…things. I can’t keep wearing your clothes.”
“You are welcome to the content of my closet. I hope your sense of taste hasn’t deteriorated too badly since you left my employ,” Miranda said.
At Andy’s outraged squawk, she smiled. “Now, now, you know I’d love you no matter what you wore.”
Andy swallowed. “Love?”
Enfolding the younger woman in her arms, Miranda kissed both her cheeks before kissing her deeply on the lips. “I probably won’t say it enough to you but I do love you.” After a moment, Miranda raised one eyebrow. “Well?”
Andy couldn’t help but laugh at her impatience. “I so totally love you and have for longer than I want to admit. Don’t worry, I won’t be bringing anything that would make you ashamed to see me in it.”
“I know that.”
“But I do need to go and pack up my life.” To her dismay, her eyes filled with tears.
“Are you sad?”
“A little.” Andy looked at Miranda. “Not about being with you and the girls, or the wings and everything else but that there is a door closed between me now and the me I used to be.”
“When one door closes, another opens.”
“I know. I think that is what makes all of this bearable.”
“Let me know what else I can do to make things easier for you.” Miranda kissed her again. “I would use my considerable fortune to make sure that all my girls are happy.”
Blinking away more tears, Andy nodded.
Miranda brushed her fingertips over Andy’s cheek. “Why did that make you cry?”
“I like being your girl.”
“How fortuitous.” Miranda kissed her gently and then stepped away, sliding her hand down to grasp one of Andy’s. “Come along.” Miranda left her at the door of the entertainment center with an admonishment for her not to choose a scary movie.
Author: Mary Griggs
Fandom: DWP
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: R
Word Count: 10,400 words in 9 parts
Summary: Andy appears in Miranda’s home and grows a pair…a pair of wings.
Author’s Notes: Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox are the true owners; I'm just letting the ladies play in my sandbox for a while.
I'm no angel, but I've spread my wings a bit. ~Mae West
After a leisurely brunch, Andy washed the dishes while Miranda put additional comments in the Book. Once Andy finished, she fidgeted nervously in the hallway while waiting for Emily’s arrival. This would be the first test to see if she could return to some semblance of normality.
“You!”
“Hey, Em. How are you doing?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Seeing Miranda.”
“Seeing Miranda? Please tell me I’m misunderstanding American slang.”
“I’m visiting her and the girls.”
“That better be all.” Emily set down the bag she was carrying and picked up the Book. Narrowing her eyes, she said, “You look different.”
Andy froze.
“It must be the haircut.” Emily nodded. “Short hair suits you.”
Floating in from the kitchen, Miranda walked towards them. “She’s going to be growing it back out.”
Andy looked over at Miranda in shock. “Excuse me?”
Stepping close, she reached up and tugged on the short hairs at the back of Andy’s neck. “I need something more to pull.” She murmured before proceeding to kiss Andy thoroughly.
Andy closed her eyes as she was overwhelmed by sensation. Miranda’s words, her fantasies of hair play and the kiss were enough to short-circuit her brain. When she opened her eyes again, Miranda was winding up rattling off a list of tasks for Emily, who then headed out the door.
Miranda locked the door and turned to smirk at her. “You should have seen the look on her face!”
For a moment, Andy went cold as she wondered if the intimacy they shared was just an act for Emily.
“No.”
Andy looked confused.
“It is not an act but we won’t go any further before an audience.”
Andy blushed to think she had said her worries aloud.
“You have a very expressive face, my dear. Trust that you mean more to me than any cheap statement at your expense.”
“Thank you.” Andy ducked her head. “May I have a hug?”
“Most definitely.” Miranda stepped close and enfolded her in an embrace. They both sighed at the feeling of rightness they found in each other’s arms. “I noticed yesterday that we seem to need physical contact for reassurance.”
“Yeah, I get anxious when we’re apart.”
“That is going to make work a little awkward. Unless you come back to work for me.”
“I think that Irv would have a field day with that.”
“True and what I want to do with you is hardly work safe.” Miranda smirked at the immediate blush. “That glass desk has fueled many a fantasy of mine.”
Andy’s brain failed her again and she could only blink at Miranda.
“It looks like it is fueling some of yours now, too.” Chuckling, Miranda said, “I need to work for a while. The girls are picking out movies for you all to watch in the upstairs entertainment room.”
“I need to read my email. I’ve missed at least one deadline.”
“That reminds me.” Miranda let go and picked up the bag Emily had left. “This is for you.”
“What is it?”
“Open it.”
Andy pulled out a heavy, rectangular box. She looked at Miranda, who was just smiling at her. Ripping off the brown paper, she revealed a brand new MacBook Pro. “Oh, wow.” After a moment, her smile turned into a frown. “This is too much.”
“No, it isn’t. You needed a replacement.”
“But this is expensive.”
“I have more than enough money to ensure that my family always has the best. I’m not depriving my children by giving you gifts nor am I attempting to buy your love.”
“I think my heart knows that but, this is something we are going to need to talk about. I won’t be comfortable being kept.”
“I respect your independence, Andrea. Please let me use the means at my disposal to gift you from my heart.”
Andy bit her lip as she studied Miranda. What she saw in her eyes gave her the confidence to nod. “All right. Thank you.”
She noticed that Miranda relaxed slightly and reflected that Miranda really did care about what she thought and felt. It gave her a greater sense of security in what a relationship with the dynamic and powerful woman would be like.
Stepping closer, she gave Miranda a hug. “I really do love it. Thank you.”
Miranda returned the hug. “You’re very welcome. It should be fully loaded.”
“I can’t wait to play with it.” Andy grinned. “And I had just backed up my old laptop, so as soon as I can get a hold of that drive, I will be good to go.”
“You can make a list and I can send Roy over to your apartment.”
Andy sighed. “There is more than just the hard drive. I need to get my clothes and stu…uh…things. I can’t keep wearing your clothes.”
“You are welcome to the content of my closet. I hope your sense of taste hasn’t deteriorated too badly since you left my employ,” Miranda said.
At Andy’s outraged squawk, she smiled. “Now, now, you know I’d love you no matter what you wore.”
Andy swallowed. “Love?”
Enfolding the younger woman in her arms, Miranda kissed both her cheeks before kissing her deeply on the lips. “I probably won’t say it enough to you but I do love you.” After a moment, Miranda raised one eyebrow. “Well?”
Andy couldn’t help but laugh at her impatience. “I so totally love you and have for longer than I want to admit. Don’t worry, I won’t be bringing anything that would make you ashamed to see me in it.”
“I know that.”
“But I do need to go and pack up my life.” To her dismay, her eyes filled with tears.
“Are you sad?”
“A little.” Andy looked at Miranda. “Not about being with you and the girls, or the wings and everything else but that there is a door closed between me now and the me I used to be.”
“When one door closes, another opens.”
“I know. I think that is what makes all of this bearable.”
“Let me know what else I can do to make things easier for you.” Miranda kissed her again. “I would use my considerable fortune to make sure that all my girls are happy.”
Blinking away more tears, Andy nodded.
Miranda brushed her fingertips over Andy’s cheek. “Why did that make you cry?”
“I like being your girl.”
“How fortuitous.” Miranda kissed her gently and then stepped away, sliding her hand down to grasp one of Andy’s. “Come along.” Miranda left her at the door of the entertainment center with an admonishment for her not to choose a scary movie.