All of this was madness, Tuck knew that. He was flirting with a stranger. A stranger that was male to boot. He hadn’t indulged like that since he was barely out of school but there was something about it that felt positively… freeing. Not that it wasn’t something he could have done before but with all he’d been enduring, the son he felt he had nearly lost, and all that came between, to have this time when he could. Soon enough he’d be back with the Bureau and his life and who knew where this could go then.

He caught that shift in Arthur’s gaze though, smiling as he wriggled over to be as close as he might with the arm rests and the first class seating and all.


“I’m ready for us to enjoy your life too,” he said, turning up the flirtations as best he could. In all honest, he left the serious flirting to FDR but in this instance, he was willing to try. More than willing to try.

“I just want you to know, that I’m thinking about what it would be like to kiss you too,” he said, making that assumption and hoping his intuitive leap wasn’t off.