Teagan couldn't believe it when he smirked. Actually, she could. John always smirked. It was a sexy, adorable quality he had. The expression, for some reason, made her relax a little. Same John. Despite everything she had said, he was the same John.
She bit her lip, uncertain. What should they do? "You don't want my opinion on that," she suddenly found herself saying, a smirk playing on her own lips now.