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Zarena Shepard appreciated gorgeous things, and nothing compared to the gorgeousness of the view before her. Her eyes panned up and down, flitting crossways, and then up and down again. It was difficult to focus on just one part of the view. She couldn't get enough of it.
The falling water and steam was obscuring her view of-
"Shepard. If I didn't know any better. I'd say you were only inviting me over to ogle me in the shower, not to get what's under my plates," Garrus told her, making her avert her eyes.
Now she was looking at the fish tank. Blushing. Zarena had to clear her throat a few times as she heard Garrus slip back into his armour.
When she knew he had it on she stopped staring at the empty tank, she caught him trying to make a hasty exit. Gosh, she'd stared a moment too long at it. "And, if I didn't know any better you're only over here to use the shower," Zarena joked.
Garrus' sub harmonics flared and he quickly stepped back into the room, up into her space and then he was leaning his forehead against hers. "Never. Never just for that Shepard."