John looked down at her hand as she casually placed it against his thigh. He didn't know what she intended but in his world, women didn't place their hands on a man's thigh, close to a certain special area, unless there was some intention. He doubted that there was any true intention with Teagan. Maybe it was subconscious.
His gaze moved to her and grinned. "Well, I'm rather limited tonight. To be honest the best thing I can think of is going into my bedroom, laying down and cuddling."