She planted her elbows firmly on the square table, propping her chin on her fists and staring at him, her eyes wide, dark and calculating. He gazed back, stare for stare, not caring in the least. Eventually she leant back against her chair, folding her arms across her red-jerseyed chest with an exasperated sigh.
“You’re exhausting, you know that?”
He grinned then, a smirk that started at the corner of his mouth and spread across to show a flash of white teeth, and lit his eyes brighter than their usual mid-sapphire. “Am I?”
“Yeah. You won’t stop talking unless I actually need you to say something, and then you clam up like a …. a …” she floundered for a suitable noun, and failed with a growl.
He and his smirk watched her exhaust all the possibilities of simile, and then he stepped in to hinder-help, as usual. “Like a clam?”
The look she shot him should have reduced him to a pair of smoking boots. Unfortunately, that generally works only in hyperbolic fiction, and he just remained there, grinning annoyingly across the table into her dark-lash-rimmed eyes.
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Natalie Amatera 
You do a great job illustrating just why he’s so exhausting/frustrating; just that little taste made me want to smack him! Nicely done.
Thank you š yes he is very frustrating and should definitely be smacked… But he’s not that bad once you get to know him š she needs to chill a little and get used to him.
Love it. So vividly visual in so few words. Talent, girl!!
Thank you Emmeline š I enjoyed this one. I wanted to do more to it but was afraid if I took it any further it might run away with me, so rather than disqualify myself by sending in a 5,000 word short story I quit while I was ahead..!
I love how your words brought me in. I could picture everything.
Thanks Deana, that’s good to hear. š
I hate it when people clam up like a clam! :p
Oh, me too…!
Ha, nice reference to the weekend prompt too. I’m especially interested in the detail about his teeth though — mid sapphire. It makes me want to know what they are, exactly (and what she needs to get out of him). Good work!
Thank you … Er…. I do believe I referred to his teeth being white. His eyes are mid-sapphire (except when he smiles and they light up brighter). There is a back story to this which I may write later, we will see š
Haha, right you are, guess I was reading a bit too quickly. Sapphire teeth would be cool though, right?
Very. More interesting than the usual run-of-the-mill gold teeth, eh!
mmmmn attractive. mid-sapphire eyes. i love the descriptions, so vivid. well done ^^
Thank you very much š oh he’s certainly attractive… Problem is, he knows it š but he’s nice really. He only winds her up because he likes her.
This was a great read. Had to chuckle at the pair of smoking boots – there have been people that I would’ve loved to do that to!
Haha yes š
He’s exhausting in an adorable way :3
Exactly!! š
Oh no! He reminds me of my husband! lol
Oh really? I pity you somewhat… But guys like that can be fun too. Maybe not if you have to live with them, though
hinder-help. perfect description.
Great chemistry here. Nicely done.
Frustration personified.
I love the self referential thing: ” Unfortunately, that generally works only in hyperbolic fiction…
You’ve gotta love a good self-reference š
This is such a very real interaction between two people who are seemingly in a good relationship but big problems lurk. Nice one. I’d love to read more.
Thank you! š I should write more of this… It might surprise you š
This is such a fun read! Great characters, great descriptions, great use of the prompt. Well done!
Thank you š glad I succeeded in entertaining
Great closing. Loved the way you tied in the previous challenge.
Thank you very much š when I miss a challenge (which, sadly, happens more often than it should) I like to double-challenge myself and try to fit in the one I missed somewhere, or at least refer to it.
How cute-loved it:-)