Jack leaned against the wall and smirked, shoving his hands into the pockets of his trousers. "I think I deserve to be spoiled a little. Besides... I could get used to this!"
He watched as Ianto made the coffee and Martha began getting things out for the pancakes and bacon. "Pancakes from scratch?" he asked, smiling over at Martha and moving to stand behind her. He slid his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind, nuzzling the nape of her neck. "Now I'm definitely spoiled."