Chap 60
DAY TWO EVENING
Ianto was concerned now.
Walter was too happy and Jack was too positive. Victoria had answered and had handed the phone to Walter so quickly he barely had time to say hello.
Walter enthused to him about a cubby house and play area Jack and Gray were building him and the little "Right Daddy" exclamations were worrying.
Ianto could smell the shit, he could practically see the bullshit running down the line. He wondered if he should go home early, what were they hiding.
What did that little monkey have over his Daddy?
Maybe he would decide later, white wine with dinner sounded like a good choice.
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The garden was re-planted and now Rhia had the extra plants for her own house. Gray tried not to cry as he saw a lot of gardening in his near future.
The Pollys looked fine and then they started on the bloody cubby house.
Thank God Gray had found the kitset one at the garden centre and they had it up in no time.
Walter had painted it with gusto and Jack had happily sacrificed one of his shirts to protect Walter's clothes knowing Ianto would miss his before Jack's any day.
'Jones Zone' was proudly placed above the door and Walter imperiously informed all present that they could not enter unless they were a Jones.
Jack had got the hint, loud and clear.
Walter had eyeballed the garden through the doorway of his new palace and giggled to himself with glee.
They were buggered, good and proper
By bedtime he was kind of feeling sorry for Daddy, he did try.
Maybe he should tell him.
Then Jack forgot the bedtime story … again and Walter seethed.
He lay in the dark after the door was pulled partially shut and decided that Daddy had his own stuff to learn. That decision made, Walter snuffled into his pillow.
Jack laid in the bed and wished he could cuddle his lovely man, this bed was way too big for him on his own. He considered inviting Walter in but the little bugger was asleep when he snuck in to ask.
Jack missed his Welshman.
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Ianto laid in the dark and reached for the empty side of the bed yet again. He snorted as he came fully awake then remembered Jack was at home.
Ianto sighed as he looked at the ceiling and wished Jack was there.
Ianto missed him.