"To be fair Nicky was one of the more handsome men in that bar." Booker chuckled softly as he rubbed his fingers along her back. "He was fine once Joe stepped in."

Booker had tried to run interference but she had no interest in an "old man". She had no idea Nicky was the much, much older man.

"I've been thinking about Paris and the Resistance." World War Two was probably the longest he spent away from the group. While the others where all over being a pain in the ass for Nazis he had stayed most in Paris working as an agent for them.