Originally posted for the tw100 LJ community challenge #238, "wolf in sheep's clothing."
Thank you to my beta on LJ: tardisjournal
Ianto Jones kissed Lisa on her forehead and whispered, "I love you."
Walking through the dark corridors of the Torchwood base, he straightened his tie and schooled his features, mask firmly in place.
Walking into the main Hub, florescent lights blinded him as his Captain bellowed, "Ianto! Coffee?"
"Yes, Sir."
He passed out the mugs from his silver tray to the rest of the team before heading upstairs to Jack's office. After placing a mug on his desk and stealing a kiss, he melted guiltily into Jack's warm embrace.
Tomorrow Lisa will be well and they both will be safe.