Miranda drove him crazy; there was no doubt about it. Shepard could not think straight when she was around.
Now that she was actually in his arms, it was harder than usual to do anything but kiss the gorgeous dark-haired woman.
She had him wrapped around her little finger, and when it came to Miranda, he knew how dangerous this could be. She was, after all, a master manipulator.
"I want you, Miranda" He whispered, pulling her closer, wishing they were somewhere more private.
They had been talking in the engine room about her latest mission, but something about the way she looked at him had led them to end up in each other's arms.
"I know you do... but you won't have me like this" She purred back, staring at him with those incredible blue eyes which drove him crazy.
"I'm no second dish to anyone. Not even to you. So if you want to be with me... I want to know I won't be sharing you any longer."
"It's only you, Miranda; there's no one else."
"You need to make that perfectly clear to your crew, and especially to that cute little blue-skinned girl you keep making eyes at"
"Then when you do..." She smiled at him sensually, sliding away from his arms. "you can come and look for me. Not a second before."
And just like that, the dark-haired seductress left the room, an ultimatum hanging over Shepard's head.