Jack upended the bottle of chocolate sauce and carefully drizzled it over the confection before him. It looked delicious. Carefully arranged slices of fresh peach, halved strawberries, plump raspberries, and a scoop each of vanilla, chocolate and strawberry ice cream. The sauce was the finishing touch.
His mouth watered; he’d been looking forward to this all day and he wanted it to be perfect. “Maybe I should add some sprinkles, or a couple of those wafer biscuits they put in sundaes.”
“Jack, will you just hurry up and eat? The ice cream is freezing my fucking balls off!” Ianto complained.