Jack raised a brow. Yes Ten had aged and aged well, but the love he once felt for him was not there anymore. He still had some resentment and hurt left in him, but Ianto had done a good job to smooth that over with out even knowing that.
To Jack age was just a number it meant nothing to a vampire. But time had helped, or at least he thought it had until he saw Ten standing at his door.
"We both know I never liked that name, but since you were my lover I let you say it because I thought it made you happy. Now I can tell you." He stared at him hard, glad that Ianto was not home. If he had gotten the door for the man...things were going to get so much more complicated.
"What are you wanting, Ten?" He asked. "You made it perfectly clear that you cared about your magic more than you did me." It still hurt after all this time. He had really loved Ten, but Ten's love for power and magic had been too great.