One Line Prompt: "Don't encourage her."
"What are you doing, Lola?"
"Dancing. Come join me."
Shepard crooked her finger at James as she shook her hips to the music. Well, she was obviously trying to shake her hips to the music. She had horrible rhythm. How could someone who was so graceful on the battlefield or in the boxing ring be so terrible on the dance floor?
Shaking his head, he said, "Sorry to tell you, babe, but that is not dancing."
"Oh, come on, James," Tali's voice called from the corner of the room. "She just has a unique style."
"Yeah, Mr. Vega. You just don't appreciate true art when you see it."
James turned to glare at Steve. "Don't encourage her, man."
"Please?"
He turned back to Shepard to see her pouting at him. She hadn't stopped...whatever it was that she was doing. But who was he kidding? It didn't matter what she was doing, he would never be able to resist when she beckoned him.
She grinned triumphantly when he finally came up to move to the music with her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down so she could whisper in his ear.
"I might have horrible rhythm here, but I can guarantee it will get better when we go upstairs."
When she punctuated that statement by nipping his earlobe, he almost groaned aloud.
"Okay, Lola. Ten minutes of...whatever this is. But then you're saying goodnight to them, and you're all mine."
She winked at him. "Deal."