John frowned at her declaration that he didn't want to be more then friends with her. He was almost offended. How did she know what he wanted or didn't want? He had made the move, he had kissed, he had pulled her into his lap. To him, this seemed like he knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. Unless she was interpreting his actions as just going in for an easy screw. He wouldn't do that to her though. Other women, sure. He would and had done that. He couldn't do that to her.
"Don't presume to know what I want, Teagan," he replied, his tone serious.