Diane loved Sam Malone. She didn't know when it happened or how but she knew she wanted him. And she hated herself for it. He was the most egotistical, most vain, most conceited man she had ever met. And yet she had to have him. And yet he couldn't bring himself to ask her to stay. She swore she had heard him ask her to stay after she had informed him that his brother Derek had asked her out but he denied it repeatedly. She'd given him every opportunity to make his feelings known so she had no choice but to accept, even though she casually whispered that she'd rather stay with him. Two could play at that game.
When she came back ready to accept Derek's invitation to go to Europe with her she had no idea of how Sam might react. She knew felt threatened by him, and he might even be jealous of their relationship. But would he stand up and fight for her?
So she tried getting a reaction. She tried everything she knew how and still he wouldn't budge. Words turned to friction as two people, used to getting their way, got nowhere with the other. One could feel the temperature rise in the room as the egos expounded and the words got more heated. Finally no one could take it anymore. Sam and Diane finally made love on the pull out couch in his office, and for the moment the tension subsided. For the moment.