"Well, I'll be going home now," Gwen said as she picked up her purse. Jack swiveled in his chair and made eye contact with Ianto. He rolled his eyes as if to say, "About time," and the Welshman had to suppress a smile.
"I'll see you boys tomorrow," Gwen said as she walked out of the Torchwood base. Jack waited a couple seconds after she left, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"I thought she'd never go," he said as he made his way from his office towards Ianto's desk.
Ianto turned to face the Captain. He scanned the large, empty room. "Well, sir, it appears that it's just us here."
"Yep, we are completely alone."
Jack walked right up to Ianto, so they could feel each other's breath on their faces.
"Jack, have you ever heard of something called personal space?"
"I have, I just never understood its purpose."
"Funny, I can't seem to remember that now either."
"Well, you forget things when there's adrenaline pumping through your veins, and when your heart beats so fast you think it might jump out of your chest."
"Were you describing me, or you right there?"
"I think I was describing both of us."
"I think you're right."
Then, there was a loud whirring sound and the door swung open.
"I left my keys on my desk!" Gwen called out.
Ianto and Jack turned away from each other.
Damn keys.