Rod smiled his thanks, and the younger man grinned back.

Rod smiled to himself; just the effect he'd wanted!

But Rod smiled, a light kindling in his eyes.

Rod smiled, though without, perhaps, as much respect as the project deserved.

Rod smiled, closed his eyes, and let his head fall back against the jamb.

Rod smiled, leaning his head back to gaze up at her.

Rod looked up from the fireside and smiled, resting a hand on the wolf's head.

The old man had a sympathetic look, and Rod smiled back, nodding.

Rod smiled; he couldn't help it, when Toby was around.

Rod smiled, starting the quick gibe, then caught himself and frowned, thinking.