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The last thing Andy expected when she walked into Irv's office this morning was to be told her and Miranda have to fake being together to help Runway's image. Even though Andy had taken care of the speed fash story, Runway was still struggling to keep people reading. So Irv's son, Jay, came up with the plan.
"Everyone is obsessed with love stories why not give them one. It will help pull people to the magazine."
Out of the corner of her eye Andy sees Miranda clenching her jaw as if to hold herself back from telling off the young man in front of her.
But a second later Miranda agrees, "Fine, we will pretend to be..partners." catching both Andy and Irv by surprise.
Jay smiles and claps his hands together, "Alright it's decided then."
With that Miranda quickly walks out of Irv's office leaving Andy there stunned and confused. The young woman quickly walks out, still in shock of what happened. She makes a pit stop at Nigel's office needing to tell someone about her predicament.
After Andy retells the story Nigel looks at her in astonishment,"She just agreed to it?"
"Yes, why would she do that?"
"Well Irv has been holding global head of content over her head for a while maybe she's just doing this to appease him?" Nigel offers as he looks over some photos from the Valentino shoot.
"When has Miranda done anything to appease anyone?"
"You'd be surprised Andy it's been a long time since you've seen Miranda. A lot can change in twenty years."
Andy sighs softly, not believing what she's been dragged into not even a week back at Runway. She says a quick goodbye to Nigel before walking back to her office to finish up the article she was working on. She works for about twenty minutes before Miranda walks into her office.
Andy looks up in surprise when she sees the older woman standing in the doorway, "Oh, Miranda, hi. If you looking for the Givenchy article I'm almost done."
"No, we are going to lunch."
"L..Lunch?"
"Do you need hearing aids, Andrea or are you just repeating what I said for fun?"
Andy has to fight back an eye roll as she stands up, "I'll grab my things."
Miranda doesn't wait for Andy and starts walking towards the elevators telling Amari to cancel the rest of her plans for the afternoon. Andy can feel both Amari and Jin staring as she joins Miranda in the elevator.
The ride down is silent until Andy speaks up, "So, why are we going to lunch?"
"Is it really that hard for you to comprehend, Andrea?" When Andy doesn't answer Miranda rolls her eyes, "We are going to lunch because we have to put on a show for the press. If they do not see us together than Jay's ridiculous plan won't work now will it?"
With that the elevator doors open and Miranda storms out to the car not sparing Andy another glance.
Andy sighs muttering a soft, "It's going to be a long day," before following Miranda.
It's a fancy place, one Andy know she would never be able to afford. The lights are dimmed and there's soft classical music playing throughout the establishment. The lunch is mostly spent in silence besides when the waiter appears to take their orders.
Andy watches the older woman across from her as she takes a sip of her wine, imagining what it would be like to actually take Miranda on a date. Miranda catches her staring and gives her a quick icy glare before looking around the restaurant, anywhere but at Andy.
Andy finally builds up the courage to break the silence, "You know we are going to have to sell that we are actually together?"
"What do you think we are doing right now, Andrea?"
"Sitting in silence, convincing absolutely no one here that we actually like each other."
"And what do you suggest we do?"
"We could talk to each other and you can stop acting like looking at me is going to kill you." Miranda rolls her eyes before finally looking at Andy for the first time during this lunch.
"See not so bad. Now catch me up, how's life been for you for the last twenty years."
"That is hardly any of your business—" Miranda is quickly cut off by a raised eyebrow from Andy.
The older woman holds back a sigh before she starts again, "It has been uneventful, I've worked and that's it."
"Come on there has to be something." Andy pushes. "How are the twins doing?"
Miranda glares at her like she would rather eat glass than answer, but after a sweet smile from Andy she responds, "They are fine. Caroline is an architect, graduated from Pratt with honors and Cassidy is a journalist, she just got married to her wife Elizabeth last summer."
"That's amazing, Miranda. You must be very proud of them."
Miranda nods a small smile breaking through her tough walls as she thinks of her girls. "What about you. What have you been doing for twenty years?"
"Traveled around the world mostly, chasing different stories."
Miranda hums softly before asking, "You never met anyone in your travels?"
Andy shakes her head, "No, never found the right one."
The rest of the lunch is filled with easy conversations. At the end Andy has to remind herself this was all for show, that Miranda wasn't doing this to actually get to know her but to fool the media and to get on Irv's good side.
When they exit the restaurant the paparazzi is already outside waiting for them. Without thinking Andy wraps an arm around Miranda's waist causing the older woman to tense slightly in her arms.
Andy leans in whispering in Miranda's ear, "Relax, remember we are supposed to be together."
Miranda looks up at the younger woman looking conflicted before nodding. Andy then takes her hand leading her through the crowd to the waiting car. Miranda can feel her heart pound in her chest and butterflies flutter in her stomach as Andy guides her with such easy, like she had done it a hundred times before and plans to do it a million more. When they get into the car Miranda has to hide the faint blush on her cheeks and pushes down the feelings, reminding herself this was all a show for the press.
By late afternoon multiple different magazines had already ran the story, the picture of Andy's arm around Miranda's waist on the cover with the headline, "Has the Ice Queen Melted For the New Features Editor"
The next few weeks are filled with the same routine. Miranda would take Andy to lunch or sometimes dinner if her scheduled couldn't be moved. They would act for the paparazzi, posing for pictures to make it seem like they were in love. The more it goes on the more Miranda realizes how much she appreciates Andy's company and their talks. She tries to push the feelings down, tries to ignore them but she can't deny it. Andy has stolen her heart and she's not sure she ever wants it back.
A month passes and Irv decides to throw a party for his birthday. Andy stands in the closet while Nigel sifts through different outfits trying to find one that would match Miranda's dress for that evening.
While looking Andy spots a beautiful crimson three piece suit, "Ooo, what about this one?"
Nigel glances over then shakes his head, "No,it will clash too much with Miranda's dress. You need something blue. Speaking of Miranda, how is 'dating' going?"
Andy tries to hide the blush on her cheeks but fails miserably catching the attention of the older man, "It's going fine, Nigel."
"Yeah, going fine alright." Nigel mutters with an eye roll, seeing right through Andy's words. He doesn't ask anymore questions though, busying himself with finding Andy a suitable outfit. He pulls out a few options before settling on a midnight blue Armani suit that should compliment Miranda's dress quite well.
Andy and Miranda arrive at the venue together. The paparazzi swarms the car immediately each one trying to get the photo that will be on the front cover of every gossip magazine by morning. Andy takes a deep breath trying to calm her nerves before exiting the car first and helping Miranda get out. Miranda takes Andy's arm walking side by side up the grand entrance steps, making it inside quickly to get away from the swarm of people.
"Well that was fun." Andy quips as she guides them into the main hall.
Miranda rolls her eyes trying to hide the smile that threats to break upon her lips, "I hardly call that fun, Andrea."
Andy just smiles as they walk into a room filled with people. Miranda squeezes the younger woman's arm before letting go so she can go mingle for a bit while Andy makes her way over to the bar.
She order an old fashion, sipping it as she looks over the crowd, her eyes instantly finding Miranda while she speaks with Irv and a few other Runway executives. She is pulled from her thoughts when a familiar voice whispers in her ear.
"Fancy meeting you here, Andy." Andy turns in surprise coming face to face with Alexis Parker one of her flings from college.
She has to hold back a gasp trying to keep her composure, "Alexis, didn't think I'd ever see you again."
Alexis leans in, her lips brushing Andy's ear as she whispers,"Yeah, must be fate. Say what do you wanna ditch this stuffy event and go have some fun."
Before Andy can tell her no she feels an arm wrap around her waist
Miranda pulls Andy into her side looking at Alexis with an icy glare,"Andrea who's this?"
" Just a friend from college, Miranda."
Well then she wouldn't mind if I steal my girlfriend for a moment."
Alexis doesn't get a chance to answer before Miranda pulls Andy away down one of the back halls. Andy follows along not noticing how tight Miranda's jaw is clenched or the fire in her eyes.
They turn down another back hallway getting farther and farther from the main hall. Andy goes to ask Miranda where they're going but the words die in her throat as Miranda pins her to the wall.
"Umm…Miranda wh—"
Andy is quickly cut off with Miranda's lips on hers. The younger woman tenses slightly getting caught off guard before melting into the kiss. Miranda's hand comes up squeezing lightly around Andy's neck,
"You are mine, Andrea. It seems I need to remind you of that."
A surge of arousal courses through Andy at Miranda's words, she can feel herself getting hard in her pants and she prays Miranda doesn't notice. Her prays go unanswered as Miranda's eyes trail down her body coming to a stop at Andy's large bulge.
She slides her hand down cupping the bugle, smirking when she feels Andy twitch throw the suit pants, "Hm, I wasn't expecting that."
Andy looks away, her cheeks feeling like they are on fire. Miranda notices instantly and leans in.
"Oh, don't get shy on me now, Andrea. It is quite a good surprise, I don't mind." She whispers squeezing Andy's now aching member.
Andy whines, bucking her hips into Miranda's hand, "Please, Miranda."
"Tell me you are mine and only mine."
"I'm yours Miranda, I'm only yours, please, please."
Miranda grins and pulls Andy into a bruising kiss. She slips her tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of her as her hands busy themselves with undoing the belt around Andy's waist and unbuttoning her pants. The second Miranda has the pants undone she slides her hand into Andy's boxers and pulls out Andy's throbbing cock.
Her eyes widen when she looks down and sees Andy's large cock. She's at least eight inches and girthy. Miranda wraps her hand around the semi-hard shaft, pumping it a couple times before running thumb over Andy's leaky tip.
Andy leans her forehead against the older woman's shoulder, thrusting into her hand like she's fucking a fleshlight, "Fu…fuck Miranda…oh shittt."
"Oh, you like mommy playing with your cock," she teases her teeth grazing over the sensitive skin just under Andy's ear.
"Yes, yes fuckk." Andy moans out before Miranda covers her mouth with her hand.
"You need to be quiet, Andrea. Or I stop."
Andy nods biting her lips to try and silence herself. Mirand apulls away slightly looking down the halls both ways before she sinks down onto her knees. Andy's eyes widen as she realize what Miranda is about to do. She has to cover her own mouth as Miranda licks up her entire lenght before taking her tip into her mouth.
A soft moan escapes Andy's throat as Miranda sucks on her tip. Miranda gives her a warning look before taking half her cock into her mouth, bobbing up and down at a speed that had Andy seeing stars. One of her hands comes down to rest on the older woman's head, guiding her as she takes the entire length into her mouth. Andy can feel herself getting close as Miranda drags her tongue along the underside of her dick while hollowing her cheeks.
One of Miranda's hands comes up to massage Andy's balls while the other strokes at what she can't fit in her mouth. That's all it takes for Andy to come undone. The younger woman throws her head back against the wall in ecstasy as she unloads into Miranda's mouth. Miranda swallows every drop, looking up at Andy with lust-filled eyes. The sight alone almost makes Andy come again. Miranda stands up and pulls Andy into a passion filled kiss. Andy moans into her mouth when she tastes herself on Miranda's tongue.
The older woman pulls away first,, her hand trailing down and grabbing hold of Andy's cock once again, "You taste delicious, darling."
Andy tries to say something but the only thing that comes out is a desperate moan as Miranda starts stroking her again, working her up again.
"Come on, one more for me, darling. Show mommy you're hers."
Miranda swallows Andy's moans with another kiss as she continues stroking Andy's now fully hard cock.
"You recover fast, sweetheart."
Andy blushes at Miranda's teasing while her brain starts to go foggy from the pleasure. She thrust into Miranda's hand, hiding her face into the crook of Miranda's shoulder to muffle her moans. When Miranda starts to circle Andy's red tip with her thumb Andy can feel her balls tense before she comes again covering Miranda's hand in her warm cum.
"Mmm such a good girl for me."
A soft whine leaves Andy's lips as she watches Miranda lick the cum from her hand before she lifts Andy's chin from it's place on her shoulder and pulls her into a sweet and gentle kiss.
The sweet moment is interrupted by a sharp gasp and someone muttering "Jesus Christ."
Both women quickly break the kiss and turn to find both Amari and Nigel standing at the end of the hall now with their backs turned to them.
Nigel clears his throat not turning around to look at them "Irv is going to start his speech in five minutes. We just wanted to let you know."
"Is that all?" Miranda asks acting as if this was a normal thing to walk in on.
"Yes. We'll let you two clean up."
Andy watches both Amari and Nigel disappear around the corner before a soft chuckle escapes her. Miranda turns to looks at the woman in front of her wondering what she is finding so funny about this situation.
"We are never living this down are we?"
Miranda nods chuckling herself before responding, "No I don't think we are."
"Well..umm.." Andy hesitates not sure how to ask the question on her mind.
"What, Andrea?"
"Does this make us official. This was something right, not just something we did because of our agreement to raise Runway's viewers by pretending to be together?"
Miranda can see the anxiety whirling around in the young woman's eyes and it breaks her heart to think that Andy could think this was all for show.
"Yes, Andrea. I..I want you to be mine. The last few weeks you made me realize how much I've missed sharing my life with someone. I want to share my life with you, Andrea. If you'll let me."
A grin breaks across Andy's face before she pulls Miranda into another kiss. When they break away Andy rest her forehead against Miranda's whispering softly, "I'd really love that."
After a few seconds they both pulls away and straighten themselves out, remembering how they need to go back and hear Irv's speech. Once they freshen up, they make their way into the main hall. Amari barely looks over at them before averting her gaze.
"I should probably have her sign an NDA," Miranda mutters.
Andy holds back a laugh and adds, "And a pay raise," earning a glare from the older woman.
Nigel finds them and walks over standing beside Andy as Irv starts his speech. He leans in whispering to Andy, "I guess I should be calling you eight instead of six now."
Andy's cheeks flush a deep red and Miranda has to hold back a chuckle.
"You are so mean you know that," Andy chimes looking over at the older man.
"Yeah, well you just scarred me for life so you deserve it."
"Yeah, I guess so," Andy mutters looking back over at Miranda finding herself falling even more in love by the second.