Ianto gave a low whistle. “I think you missed your calling, sir.”
Jack grinned as he stepped away from the finished cake. “Be around long enough, you learn a few things.”
“Tosh will appreciate it.” Ianto was eyeing the carefully laid icing.
“She’d had a rough year,” Jack said quietly, then caught Ianto by the waist and kissed him soundly. “I do know a few other things you can do with frosting.”
“All of your hobbies seem to lead back to the same place.”
Laughing, Jack led Ianto into his office. In the moment, neither of them remembered to comer the cake. So it was Myfawny that got to enjoy the cake and Jack that had to make an early morning run for a replacement.