Shrugging to hide his discomfort, Bucky finally turned back toward Romanoff. Standing, it was even harder to ignore the fact she's a classic knockout. The kind of woman who would have been a movie star when he was young. It was easy to picture what she must have looked like back then.

None one of these modern supermodels, who were fine enough in their tall, fashion icon way, but she was certainly more his type.

If she weren't a bloodsucker.

"Keep up with what? I'm driving."