And right on cue, he feels like he's lost the plot. How does she get all suave like that, so quickly? It doesn't change anything. Doesn't make him feel any differently about her. Except maybe, maybe she'd prefer something closer to home... someone who could hit the right flirtatious buttons right back at her.
Except Shepard is stepping closer. Tugging him nearer. No - she's here for this. She means every single word with the same surety she meant everything else she said. Right here. And despite the uncertainty in his head, his free hand settles at her waist.
Okay - he can do this. He remembers.
Kissing doesn't come naturally to him, even now. But dammit, he's going to do his best to plant one on her, angling his head as he bends down. And remaining there when he says, echoing the words Shepard doesn't yet recall:
no subject
And right on cue, he feels like he's lost the plot. How does she get all suave like that, so quickly? It doesn't change anything. Doesn't make him feel any differently about her. Except maybe, maybe she'd prefer something closer to home... someone who could hit the right flirtatious buttons right back at her.
Except Shepard is stepping closer. Tugging him nearer. No - she's here for this. She means every single word with the same surety she meant everything else she said. Right here. And despite the uncertainty in his head, his free hand settles at her waist.
Okay - he can do this. He remembers.
Kissing doesn't come naturally to him, even now. But dammit, he's going to do his best to plant one on her, angling his head as he bends down. And remaining there when he says, echoing the words Shepard doesn't yet recall:
"That's the protocol on reunions."