Ianto took Jack's hand and they left the club through the main doors, as soon as they were outside Ianto pulled him around the corner into a secluded alleyway where they would be hidden from the view of anyone passing by on the main road.

'When I said I prefer somewhere quieter this wasn't exactly what I had in mind,' Jack said with a smile.

'Well I would ask you back to my place,' Ianto replied. 'But the girls might miss us if we're gone too long.'

Jack didn't want to think about the girls, he particularly didn't want to think about Alice. He pushed Ianto back against the wall and kissed him hard.

The kiss was like nothing Jack had ever experienced before. Ianto's lips were impossibly soft and his mouth tasted sweet like sugar but there was also a subtle hint of coffee. Jack felt as though fireworks were exploding in his brain as he slid his tongue against Ianto's.

Ianto reached up and slid his fingers through Jack's hair and moaned into his mouth. God that was so hot. Jack was definitely hard now. He pressed his erection against Ianto's thigh and was pleased to feel Ianto's own hardness pushing back against him.

Jack's mind had gone blank. There was nothing else in the world apart from this, apart from Ianto and him and this kiss. Jack slid his hands underneath Ianto's shirt, desperate to touch skin. Ianto moaned again, leaning his head back and allowing Jack access to his neck.

'Do you want to do this?' Ianto gasped.

'Isn't it obvious that I do?' Jack replied as he bit the skin of Ianto's collarbone gently. 'Fuck Ianto – you're so gorgeous.'

'So are you,' Ianto replied, thrusting his erection against Jack's thigh, desperate for friction. 'I've been watching you all night... Jesus Jack – you're amazing.'

'Ianto...' Jack sighed but then he pulled back as he felt his phone beginning to vibrate in his pocket.

'Leave it,' Ianto said pleadingly but Jack glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone.

'Hi Alice... outside... I needed some air... yeah Ianto's with me,' Jack said chancing a look at the Welshman who wasn't looking happy as he straightened his clothes, fastening the buttons of his shirt.

'Ok,' Jack continued. 'We'll meet you outside.'

He hung up the phone. Ianto was still leaning against the wall but he was looking off to the right, away from Jack.

'They're coming out to meet us. We can get a taxi,' Jack told him.

'Do you want to come back to mine?' Ianto asked brazenly. Jack shifted uncomfortably on the spot.

'I can't,' he said guiltily. 'Alice – she doesn't know that I'm – that I'm gay.' And she fancies you herself, he privately added.

Ianto looked surprised. 'You're in the closet?' he asked. 'Really?'

'Not exactly,' Jack replied. 'It's complicated. I'm sorry Ianto.'

Ianto shook his head. 'No, its fine Jack, really,' he replied. But Jack got the distinct feeling that he wasn't being truthful.

'I'm sorry,' he repeated.

The atmosphere in the taxi was strained. Both Jack and Ianto were doing their best to avoid eye contact with each other, but luckily Rhiannon and Alice didn't seem to pick up on it. They were busy gossiping about their schooldays, people that they'd known and what they were doing now.

Jack got dropped off first, his apartment being closest to the club. He kissed Rhiannon and Alice on the cheek as he exited the car and thanked them both for a lovely evening before turning to Ianto.

'It was nice to meet you,' he said awkwardly. 'Well – meet you again. You know what I mean.'

'Yeah,' Ianto smiled slightly and tried to ignore the way his heart was racing, 'nice to see you Jack.'

Jack watched as the taxi drove away before letting himself into the building and taking the lift to his apartment. Once inside, safely behind the closed doors he collapsed into the armchair with his face in his hands and let out a groan of frustration.

There were a million thoughts chasing each other around his head. He had kissed Ianto. He had kissed the man that his daughter was interested in and more than that, he had almost had sex with him – Jack had no doubt that if they hadn't been interrupted then that is where things were heading – in an alleyway.

What the hell had he been thinking? Of course in reality, Jack knew exactly what he'd been thinking. He'd been completely overwhelmed by Ianto. He was so gorgeous. Jack could still taste him on his tongue; he could still feel Ianto's arms around him; he was still so fucking horny.

He'd wanted to take Ianto up on his offer. He could have gone with him back to his place; they could have been in bed together right now. He could have been discovering how it felt to fuck Ianto into the mattress; the way Ianto's face looked when he came – God damn it he was hard.

Jack undressed and got into the shower. He wanked himself hard, thinking about Ianto; his taste, his smell, the little moans he'd made as he'd kissed him. He came calling Ianto's name.

Afterwards, when Jack climbed into bed, his lust sated, he thought about Alice and how she would feel if she knew what he'd done... and he felt disgusted with himself.

Ianto and Rhiannon were left alone in the taxi after it had dropped Alice off at her house. As soon as the car pulled away, Rhiannon turned to her younger brother.

'Ok do you want to tell me what's going on?'

'What?' Ianto frowned.

'Don't play innocent with me Ianto,' Rhiannon replied. 'What's going on with you and Alice's dad?'

'How – how did you know?' Ianto asked.

'I know everything,' Rhiannon replied. 'And I saw you holding his hand as you left the club.'

'Fuck,' Ianto said anxiously, 'Alice didn't see us did she?'

'No,' Rhiannon shook her head. 'So what happened?'

'We kissed,' Ianto said quietly. 'That's all that happened. We just kissed.'

'But you wanted to do more?'

Ianto nodded. 'I asked him to come home with me.'

'Ianto,' Rhiannon admonished. 'You hardly know him.'

'I know,' Ianto replied. 'Rhi you know me. You know I don't make a habit of picking up guys in bars – there's just something about him.'

'He is gorgeous. Like a film star,' Rhiannon said with a teasing smile, 'or an escort.'

Ianto shoved her playfully on the arm, causing her to laugh.

'So why didn't he say yes?' she asked.

'Alice doesn't know that he's gay.'

Rhiannon's mouth formed a silent oh.

'I really felt something though Rhi, right from when I first saw him tonight – but when he kissed me it was like – we had a real connection.'

Rhiannon gave him a sympathetic smile. 'He must like you though, if he kissed you.'

Ianto nodded. 'Still, it was really awkward afterwards – I don't know. Maybe I'm better off leaving it. I don't need anymore complicated relationships... not after Owen.'

'Ianto,' Rhiannon sighed. 'I know Owen hurt you – but you say you've formed a connection with Jack. That's not something that happens very often in life.'

'I know.'

'Maybe you should give him a call,' Rhiannon said gently. 'Just think about it.'

'Yeah,' Ianto replied. 'Yeah maybe I will.'