Dance

Miranda pulled Shepard onto the dance floor. “Miranda…” Shepard said as she blushed. “You know I can’t dance.”

Miranda smirked. “Then just follow my lead.”

Shepard smiled as she let Miranda guide her as they dance together arm in arm. Miranda spun her and then led her back into her body as she swayed her hips against Shepard’s back.

“This isn’t too bad,” Shepard whispered as she leaned her head back against Miranda, closing her eyes.

Miranda spun Shepard to face her once more as they danced. “Shepard…”

Shepard kissed Miranda as she dipped her, holding her closely. She steadied Miranda as she looked into her eyes. Shepard moved in for another kiss as she wrapped her arms around Miranda’s waist, pulling her in. Miranda’s arms were around Shepard’s neck as they danced closely.