Idiot, Ianto thought affectionately and shut his eyes at the little kiss. It felt very good against his skin. "Maybe that's the trouble. Not thinking about any of it it making me think about it. Leaving me in the dark." He couldn't repress a quick shudder over the idea, but the shiver passed quickly, evaporating in the air.
"It's called Teaspoons. The cafe." He looked over into Jack's face and nipped a little at the tapping thumb with white teeth. "I think I still want it. Not sure if I'll change the name or not, though." Teaspoons was a good name for a cafe, he felt.