Miranda did not pull her head back. She moved her hand. She touched Andy's elbow very, very lightly.
Andy gasped softly, and leaned back in for a second kiss, unable to believe her luck. Less than a week, and they'd gone from having no relationship at all to something where Andy could sit on the couch in Miranda Priestly's home and kiss her softly on the mouth. Not just once, but twice, maybe even three ti--
"Hey, Mom? Are you in here?"
Andy hit the arm of the sofa as Miranda shoved her away with enough force to knock down a quarterback. -- Chappy four again from Telanu's fic.