The one thing he can't change is that bloody smile.

I glanced around the room, showing that smile to everyone who looked in my direction.

She looked up into my face, smiling that little smile of hers.

I had seen that particular smile only on the faces of one or two beautiful women.

She smiled with an effort, and he examined that smile.

He gave me that wonderful smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.

I can always tell, when you have that particularly innocent smile on your face.

"Then you wouldn't have met the man who's put that smile on your face."

Will found himself disliking that smile, though he couldn't say why.

Then she turned around, that benevolent smile on her face.