"Neither of us are pencils," Jack said with a laugh. As he thought originally, this had been a rouse. An offer for something Ianto probably was hoping John would forget about. Jack knew his former 'wife' though.

He knew that John was not one to just let things go. Especially when offered a fine piece of Welsh ass he'd always admired, despite the jealousy.

Jack grabbed John around the waist and kissed him hard. It was a sexy kiss, not exactly a passionate one. "Or you can have lunch and join us later?"

Jack was fairly sure Ianto wouldn't want to wait.