He has a way of looking at you.
Like he knows something that you do not.
He knows that you want to know what it is,
these things he perceives, but does not say.
The unnerving way of looking at you, sizing you up,
getting the complete picture of you in his mind,
without ever leaving his eyes on you for long.

A way of showing you a half smile, more a smirk really,
Reiterating that knowing look in his eyes,
that tells you that he already knows,
the answer to the question he has just asked you.
He knows you are going to try to get out,
of giving him that answer, and he is ready
to use your reluctance against you, skillfully.

Shay White