Whisper
Disclaimer: I do not own Days of our Lives or the characters.
Author's note: I changed some things around, taking the liberty of using Stefano's and EJ's conversation after EJ had come back home from the hospital and using it in another time frame before it actually took place since if the show can change history on a whim then apparently I can change things around to suit my story.
Whisper
Chapter 11
Sami looked around the darkened kitchen after John left going back to the table to retrieve the now empty glasses of milk that she and John had drank, taking them both to the sink to rinse them out before opening up the dishwasher to place them on the top rack to be washed during the next time Rolf cranked up the dishwasher. She stood there for a few minutes; missing the fact that now even though there were servants in the DiMera mansion she missed doing things for herself. Maybe she had become too complacent here at the mansion after all.
She closed the dishwasher door and contemplated going back to bed, but she didn't think sleep would come to her or if it did she would be haunted with nightmares of Nicole relaying the news of her pregnancy to them all again. She shuddered, instantly rubbing her arms trying to find some warmth since her thin robe was doing nothing to alleviate the cold she felt. The coldness she was experiencing might have something to do with her mixed up emotions.
She tried to tell herself that it was just the pregnancy hormones acting up as she walked into one of her favorite rooms in the mansion even though she wouldn't readily admit anything of the kind to EJ since she always proclaimed to him staying in the mansion creeped her out. She did like the drawing room since it had lots of windows which brought in the light during the day and at night the moon would shine brightly upon the room. There had been many times during her stay here she had found solace in this room when things with EJ had become too much for her to bear, when she needed a few minutes alone to restore her strength to fight off her ever growing emotions to the man she had been determined to hate, but unfortunately had grown to love him in spite of herself.
EJ had stealthily followed Samantha from the kitchen to the drawing room, still not making his presence known to her just yet, rather taking the time to look at her in the moonlight that was spilling over into the room. She was breathtaking to say the least with her pale golden hair flowing down around her shoulders, the silhouette of her body encased in her white robe and gown one he wished he could strip from her so that he could see her naked before him. Just the mere thoughts he was beginning to have made his desire for her grow even though he knew he shouldn't want her, he had another woman pregnant with his unborn child yet here he was imaging Samantha naked in the moonlight, wishing fiercely she would come to him, beg him to take her so that they could make love to one another again.
He could feel himself hardening to the point where it would be difficult to disguise if she were to become aware of his presence, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted her with a desperation that he thought would somehow wane over time, but sadly it had not for him, he wanted her now more than ever. Why couldn't he get her out of his system? He recalled his latest conversation with his father concerning her and he knew his father had seen through his false claims of not caring about Samantha, that he had clearly picked up on his love for her despite his objections otherwise.
"Ah, someone is in a good mood." Stefano remarked as EJ came into the room immediately helping him to the bar to pour a drink.
"On top of the world, thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to revel in my good spirits on my own."
"Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear, what has Samantha done now?"
EJ gave him a glare, "Nice try."
"A simple question, Elvis."
EJ settled into a chair, running his hands through his hair in a gesture of complete frustration, "Simple, huh? Simple, any time the word Samantha is used in a sentence, it is anything but simple. It is hideously complicated. Laughable, in fact. Frankly, I don't know why I bother. I don't know why anybody bothers."
"Well, I'm glad to see that you're taking this calmly and rationally."
"If she had one redeeming quality, what, grace, whit, charm? I don't know anything? You know, she doesn't even have a sense of humor. It's puerile at best, which would be fine if she wasn't so completely clueless."
Stefano questioned, "You are saying that she is ignorant, ordinary?"
"Completely. Complet… well, obviously she's physically, she's very beautiful, I suppose, but outside of that, she's coarse. She's cold. I mean, if you saw," EJ paused again trying to justify his answer to his father, " if you saw Samantha crying, tears running down her face, your heart wouldn't go out to her. Why? Because she doesn't have a heart."
Stefano began to contemplate his son's explanation, "Mm-hmm, so, that is why you are hopelessly in love with her?"
EJ scoffed with a humorless laugh, "I'm not in love with her. Infatuated maybe, I suppose. I certainly found her very interesting. But you know what I've discovered? She just appeals to all the worst parts of me. Once you get out of that dense, Samantha fog, you know you find? Not much. You know, the only thing I get out of this relationship is something self-destructive, something masochistic."
"Are you finished with your rant?"
EJ cut his eyes to his father with a petulant frown starting to form upon his
face, "It's not a rant."
"It was a rant because it is coming out of anger and frustration. It is not coming from your heart." Stefano touched his heart for emphasis, a fact that was not lost upon his son.
"You're going to be my shrink? This should be good."
Stefano sighed, "I'm simply telling you the truth, Elvis. You have a child with Samantha, the precious Giovanni, hmm? He's your son, your heir, and because you are a DiMera, it means everything to you, and that is the reason why Samantha is important to you. Because she is the mother of your little boy, huh? That alone bonds you with her for life. There is nothing more powerful than sharing a child. You know that as well as I do; Elvis. And that's why she will always have a hold on you. You'll never be free of her."
"So I'm never going have any peace of mind? Is that what you're saying?"
Stefano took another sip of his drink, "Well, that's up to you, my son, hmm? It is very obvious that you and Samantha are meant to be together. Now, whether it is harmonious or inharmonious, that is your choice. You can either love her, simply love her, or you can go on fighting it. Which will it be, Elvis?"
His father words reverberating in his mind with a clarity that was earth shattering and now he had Nicole to fit into the equation. He honestly did not feel bonded to Nicole like he did Samantha and the guilt began to assail him, what kind of man was he to be fantasizing about one woman when he had another one pregnant?
If he had any sense of decency at all he would leave Samantha alone, she didn't need this new complication he had suddenly found himself in with Nicole's revelation. He shook his head sadly thinking for the thousandth time he should have heeded Samantha's warnings to stay away from Nicole. Now it was too late, he was trapped into something he had no clue of how to extricate himself from without hurting everyone around him and then when he looked at Samantha staring into the night sky with a look upon her face that seared him to the depths of his soul he thought it was too late for that because he had already hurt the one woman he had vowed not to ever knowingly hurt again.
He was going to go, he needed to flee the room before she realized he was patiently watching her and he did something incredibly stupid like beg for her forgiveness when she probably could care less if he was having a child with Nicole or not.
She looked like she cared though, or maybe that was just his foolish imagination playing tricks on him as he was helpless to move away from the shadows of the doorway while she looked up at the stars and brushed away tears from her cheeks with her hands. He had been lying to his father when he had told him if anyone saw Samantha crying with tears running down her face, that their heart wouldn't go out to her because right now his heart was pounding with a fierceness to be the one who kept those tears at bay instead of being the one who caused them to flow from her.
He wanted to will away the past few months to go back to the night when he and Samantha had agreed to wipe the slate clean between them, for them to join together again with their bodies and souls without having Lucas' untimely interruption to tear them apart, for him to never had met Nicole Walker also, but he knew he was wishing for things that he could never have, just like the woman who stood in the moonlight. Samantha was as out of his reach as she had been from the very start of their tumultuous relationship and as he turned to go back to his room without confronting her, maybe she always would be.
Dialogue in italics taken from US airing Days of Our Lives, October 3, 2008 show.
Whisper
Chapter 12
She must be hearing things Sami thought for the second time tonight when a sound emitted from the doorway of the drawing room, she shrugged trying to get a grip on her emotions, she didn't need to be like a child crying for the moon, wishing and hoping for things to be different when she could have prevented the situation she had now found herself to be in concerning EJ. Then she was angry at herself, it was not this unborn child's fault that she was in this situation, it was all of her own making or rather her and EJ's making, but she couldn't think about that night, she didn't need to be reminded of how it felt to be in his arms, to feel the euphoria of letting go and touching him and allowing him to touch her in return.
No she wasn't imaging things, she clearly heard someone or something was here in the room with her, "Who is there?" she asked to the surrounding darkness, thinking maybe John had returned or that Rolf was up seeing as how they had run into each other before in the mansion during times that sleepless nights had occurred to them both. Never once thinking it could or would be EJ, surely he was with that whore Nicole; no doubt they were both celebrating their good news as Nicole had so aptly put it to her.
He stopped, contemplating as to whether or not to reveal his identity to her, he was sure he wasn't on the top of her list right now at this particular moment in time, but he had been the one to seek her out and now when the opportunity was upon him was he just going to turn tail and run away like a scared boy? Was he going to continue to hide in the shadows hoping for a chance to be with her when all he had to do was speak up and answer her question?
His hesitation to answer her of course brought out her impatience to the surface. "Whoever it is, answer me! I'm in no mood to play games tonight!"
He liked that she still had fire in her despite what had happened earlier tonight and hearing her voice resounding with a speck of ire in it goaded him on to reveal himself to her as he walked over closer to where she was standing, her stance a bit guarded and wary as she awaited an answer from the darkness. "It's me Samantha."
Why had she even asked who was in the room with her? Her spirit immediately plummeted, the one man she wanted to see, yet in the same instance did not want to see either. She had a secret to keep from him now, she didn't want to be a burden to him, an obligation for him to be beholden to her just because they had been careless the night they had succumbed to passion and made love, or as she had aptly put it had fun with one another. Some fun indeed, now she was paying the price for throwing caution to the wind that crazy night.
At least she was thankful for the darkness so that he could not see the blush that was starting to form upon her features as she thought of the night she had willingly gave herself to him time and time again.
"What you can't sleep? Guess you and your whore are so excited that sleep is escaping you or are you just up getting a drink to get you ready to go another round with the slut?" She flung her questions out to him viciously, she wasn't going to become a puddle of tears in front of him, she'd almost lost it earlier when Nicole had announced her pregnancy when their eyes had met, but she wasn't going to let that happen again. She couldn't afford to let him know how much the news had affected her both mentally and physically.
She turned to leave him there, shaking her head in disgust, trying to get the image of him standing before her with only his pajama bottoms and tank top out of her mind, the articles of clothing he wore only reminding her once again of the night they had shared. She yanked to tighten her robe; it wouldn't do either one of them any good if EJ realized that her body was changing even if it was only a slight subtle change at the moment, before long it would be very difficult to conceal her pregnancy from him or anyone else for that matter. She almost cut off her breathing as she tugged on the sash and stopped for a moment only to realize he was right on her heels.
He wasn't going to let her walk away from him thinking he had let Nicole spend the night with him here at the mansion, why the thought to him was akin to blasphemy seeing as how the night they had made love was in her room, a place he had longed to go to so many times since that night. He reached out a hand stopping her from leaving the room and making her turn to face him again.
"Nicole isn't here Samantha," was all he offered up to her as Sami tried to break his grasp upon her arm.
"Why not? Surely you plan on moving that gold digging tramp into the mansion don't you? But be assured she will not be around my children at all!" Sami claimed trying to feel more brave than she did at the moment with him so near to her, her anger slowly building up the more she thought about Nicole and EJ being together.
"Who are you to throw conditions out on what I may or may not do with my son?" EJ asked glad at least he had the anger to resort to since Samantha wanted to be so damned unreasonable whenever it concerned Johnny. She had no right to dictate what he could or could not do with him.
"I'm his mother," Sami stated heatedly, trying to loosen up EJ's grip upon her arm, but he held onto her tightly.
"Yes you are, but I am his father," EJ reminded her in no uncertain terms, drawing her closer to him so that they were only a few inches apart from one another.
"And of course your word is law, isn't it Master DiMera? You're no better than your father," Sami snorted with displeasure, hoping she would piss him off enough to make him let go of her, she couldn't deal with him being so close to her, at least not yet, her feelings were too raw right now.
"I am nothing like my father!" EJ's voice rose to a near shout, surely Samantha had to remember all he had done for her to prove he was nothing at all like Stefano DiMera, a man her family feared, loathed and despised more than any other on the face of the earth.
"You're just like him, if not worse," Sami continued on, uncaring if she did make him mad or not, it was good to feel the anger flowing through her, at least she could feel something besides despair when she was angry with him.
"You know better Samantha," EJ pulled her even closer to him, so close that their bodies almost touched one another.
She shook her head, "No, I don't…" but then the rest of her words were cut off when EJ did the only thing he knew how to do to make her stop saying these things she knew wasn't true, things he didn't want to hear.
He kissed her…
Whisper
Chapter 13
How dare him? Sami thought as she felt his lips descend upon hers. EJ did not play fair, how was she supposed to keep him at arm's length if he did crazy things like this kissing her when she was trying to tell him off? She wanted to pull away, no she corrected herself she needed to pull away from him before he took her down another disastrous road of decadent sexual need he somehow managed to conjure up with the simplest of touches.
Oh his sweet sexy kisses would be her undoing if she allowed him to continue, she had to think fast before she was swept away by this man who knew more tricks about women than she apparently knew about men. Instant arousal flared up between them both as their lips sought out the other, both trying to get closer until the alarm bells began to ring loudly in Sami's head when she felt his erection stiff and rigid against her body.
She threw an elbow soundly into his ribs, catching EJ off guard and subsequently allowing her to break free from his hold upon her. She tossed her hair and took a few steps back away from him, as he coughed and sputtered, "Damn it Samantha!"
"Come any closer and you'll have worse to deal with than just some bruised ribs," Sami warned with an uplift of her knee in the very near vicinity of his manhood. She could see the sparks in his eyes even without anything beyond the pale moonlight of the room, both trying to catch their breath as they eyed one another trying to contemplate what the other would do next.
Sami had seen that look from EJ before and it hit home to her immediately that she was seeing a glimpse of how dangerous EJ could be when he was angry. She hadn't been a witness to that anger directed at her for quite some time and it took her aback for a few seconds until she mustered up her courage to stand and rally against him. She would never be afraid of EJ again, she knew his weaknesses and if she had to she would use them against him if need be to keep him away from her.
"You are impossible!" EJ said trying to catch his breath, now he was pissed off and aroused even more if that were possible.
"You are a man with no morals!" Sami retorted which only caused him to chuckle mirthlessly.
"That's rich seeing as how morals don't rank up there too high for you when there is something you want to get," EJ sneered wishing his erection would subside, but so far it wasn't looking like that was going to happen anytime in the near future.
Sami started backing away from him; the bastard wasn't going to get the best of her especially not a piece of her which is what seemed to be on his agenda for the evening after she felt his erection against her. Damn him, he was such a player, she bet he'd been doing Nicole nonstop since their nasty elevator tryst.
"Don't you even start with me," Sami tried to keep her voice down, when EJ kept up with each step she took backwards away from him, he took another step forward, making her finally come into contact with the wall and leaving her no room for escape from him and she feared she might be in for another round of those damnable kisses he liked to bestow.
"Darling, I'm just getting started," EJ said with a surety that made her breath hitch a tiny notch which only infuriated her more because she didn't want him to have the upper hand with her at all.
"I'm not your darling," Sami shook her head in negation, she couldn't allow herself to be anything to him beyond Johnny's mother and of course the mother of his other unborn child which he was yet to have any knowledge of from her.
"Yes, you are," he had her means of escape cut off, making sure she didn't have enough room to knee him as she had threatened to do so just a few moments earlier.
"Let's start this conversation over," EJ suggested with a sexy drawl of his voice, one Sami wished she had never encountered seeing as how that sexy voice could sometimes make her do things she shouldn't do with him.
She wanted to answer, to tell him to go to hell and take the whore he had bedded along with him, but she couldn't find the words to form when she looked into those dark eyes of his that reflected the moonlight in them as he reached out to stroke her cheek. The mere touch of his finger causing her to lose her train of thought as it trailed down her cheek to her neck, then farther down to her shoulder until it reached the top of her robe and then traced the lace that covered the tops of her breasts from his view.
He let his gaze roam from her face to where his finger now resided just on the outskirts of touching her chest and she could feel her nipples hardening without him doing anything more to her.
She had to get away from him, he'd have her out of her nightgown and naked if he kept this up for long and by god she wasn't going to give into him not when he'd fucked Nicole. Thank goodness the image of him being with that whore sprung up in her mind bringing her back to the reason why she shouldn't have anything at all to do with him whatsoever.
EJ smiled in the darkness, why she still wanted him too, that much was apparent by her body's reaction to him, but then he saw her face harden once more, damn she was going to stop him again when he knew they both wanted this, wanted each other, despite all the bullshit that was happening all around them.
"Get the fuck away from me," she said in a low voice, this time she used her arms to try and push him back.
"Samantha, I want you," he said totally ignoring his pride and hoping she would quit denying what was between them.
"Too bad," she said, bracing against what she hoped would not be another onslaught of kisses or god forbid more from him, she could only hold him back for so long before her body completely betrayed her.
"You know that only I can make you feel this way," EJ said quietly, his breath hot in her ear as he whispered to her. "I'm the only one who will ever make you feel alive, the only one who can make you come so hard…"
"You keep telling yourself that and one day you might believe it," she said interrupting him before he could finish his sentence, finally ducking under his embrace, away from his sensuous all too knowing voice and those wicked hands that could make her come with the simplest of touches that he could somehow orchestrate.
"Darling, I know it for a fact," he said trying his best to hide the anguish in his voice over her slipping away from him once more, damn he wanted her with a fierceness that shook him to the core and yet once again she was pushing him away.
"Go to your whore, I'm sure she'll do whatever you like, however you want it, why I bet she'd even suck your d…" but he cut her off before she could say anymore.
"I don't want her Samantha, I swear I don't," EJ said, grasping her hand and pulling him back towards him one more time.
"Maybe you should of thought about that before you knocked her up," Sami said wrenching her hand free and this time she ran from him not stopping until she was safely in her room locking her bedroom door securely behind her.
Whisper
Chapter 14
She leaned back against the door after locking it and felt her legs tremble as she slid down the door to the floor hugging her knees tightly to her body when she reached the floor. How was she going to be able to deal with EJ day in and day out if he continued this perusal of her even when he knew that Nicole was pregnant?
Then a hideous thought sprung up, what if Nicole was lying about everything? What if she wasn't pregnant at all? That this was all some hideous, horrible joke? Yes, Sami knew Nicole was determined to get EJ, but surely she wouldn't go so far as to lie about expecting a child to get him, could she?
The more Sami thought about it the sicker she felt, how could EJ just take Nicole's words as truth? Sami had to talk to him again, just to make him realize what a slick liar Nicole was, this baby nonsense she was spouting could be just that a tangled web on nonsensical lies Nicole was weaving to try and trap EJ into a relationship with her. Sami had seen Nicole in action time and time again when she wanted a man she pulled out all the stops.
A hope began to spring up inside of Sami, maybe if she could expose Nicole for the lying scheming bitch that she knew beyond a doubt that whore was then surely EJ would turn from her, banish that tramp from their lives. Now all she had to do was find a way to accomplish this goal. For the first time since she had heard the news of her own unexpected pregnancy, Sami felt a rush of hope come over her. Nicole wasn't going to trap EJ into a loveless marriage and drain him of fortune; Sami would make sure of it no matter what she had to do to find out the truth.
Nicole made it back to her hotel room, the limousine ride providing her little comfort the further it drove her away from EJ. Why hadn't he wanted her to spend the night with him? She should have been in his bed making love to him right now, but instead she was back at her lonely hotel room without the comfort of his touch, one she had craved since their tryst in the elevator.
She rubbed her slightly protruding stomach lovingly, "You are my ticket to happiness baby, and I'm going to have EJ along with all his money while Sami gets kicked to the curb where she belongs. She doesn't love your daddy the way I do."
She was restless and antsy, god she needed a drink she thought as just the thoughts of having one would help cure the loneliness she felt inside. Why surely one more wouldn't hurt, it would help ease her stress and tomorrow she would not drink another drop, but tonight without having EJ she needed something and that something was staring straight into her face from the wet bar she had in her room as she walked over to it and poured herself a liberal dose of scotch. As she lifted the glass to her lips, the smell was heavenly to her as she took a whiff of the amber liquid and then took a long drink from her glass, relishing the feeling the alcohol gave her as she finished it off within a few seconds and out of habit poured another one, not really thinking of harming the baby that was growing inside her, right now her only concern was to forget that she was once again alone.
EJ could have caught her before she ran away, but the truth of her words had struck him profoundly that he had hesitated and in that few moment's hesitation it was enough time elapsed to give Samantha the precious seconds she needed to make her escape from him. He reached her bedroom in time to hear the door clink in the unmistakable sound of being locked.
He stood there his body pressed up against the door; his hands pressed so hard against the wood that he was sure when he pulled back there would be indentations upon his palms. He tried to hear any sounds emitting from the door, from her bedroom, he wanted inside to the sanctity of her room, he knew Samantha drove him to extremes like what had driven him to push her tonight, to kiss her. The ache to claim her was so strong that he felt like he could break down the door with minimal effort.
He couldn't help himself from speaking into the door, "Samantha, please open the door."
She shook her head, instantly hearing him as soon as he had spoken the words from the other side of the door, a barrier she was thankful to have against him at the moment as she tried to stop her tears from flowing. She wasn't a weak woman, she didn't want him to know that she was crying over him, over this crazy situation they were facing and she hated keeping EJ in the dark about their baby.
She arose and pressed herself against the door, wishing she was pressed against EJ instead and forced the words she didn't want to say, "EJ, go away."
"I can't Samantha," he answered back, refusing to leave, why if he had to he would stay outside her door all night until she either let him in or morning light when she would make her way to the twins.
"EJ, please go," this time she used the word please; maybe he would get enough sense inside that thick skull of his and make his exit. She was exhausted and she needed time to map out her plan to expose Nicole.
He turned the knob, knowing that she hadn't unlocked the door, but all the while hoping she would give in to him just a little bit, he was too wound up to go to his room, he wouldn't be able to sleep, a cold shower wasn't going to abate his hunger for her, if he could just touch her again, speak sweetly to her, make her see that she wanted and needed him as much as he wanted her, all he needed was a few more minutes with her.
"I promise to be nice," EJ said hoping she would open the damn door, god this woman could be so infuriately stubborn that it only whetted his appetite for her all the more; couldn't she see what she did to him?
"You aren't a nice man," Sami replied to the door not being able to control her smile since it was apparent he wasn't going to go away like she asked him to do.
"I know, but I do try sometimes," EJ admitted honestly, thinking if anyone in the household caught him standing outside Samantha's door begging entrance would think he was crazy, but he was willing to risk the embarrassment if it meant she would let him into her room.
"EJ, it's late," Sami stated, thinking maybe she could appeal to him this way, anything to try and deter him from gaining entrance into her bedroom.
"I don't care how late it is, I need to talk with you Samantha," EJ said this time louder than he had been before with an emphasis on the word talk when he spoke.
"Just talk?" she asked, thinking it was highly doubtful that was all he wanted to do after the sizzling kiss he had bestowed upon her in the drawing room.
"Yes, just talk," he answered thinking he would do more than that when he got into her room, he just needed a way in first and then maybe he could get her to see reason after he was in her bedroom.
"I think you are lying," she replied trying not to laugh, she needed to be stern, not playful with him if she ever wanted to get him to take her seriously concerning her doubts about Nicole.
"I never lie when it's important," EJ said trying to sound like he was sincere.
He heard the click of the door turning and was rewarded with the vision of her standing guard in her doorway when she finally opened the door to him, "EJ, don't even try to kid yourself, you are the biggest liar I know."
He tried to suppress his smile when he saw her standing there before him, still not letting him into his room, but at least she had opened the door to him and that was a start. "Now sweetheart I think we both know who the biggest liar is and it's not me."
"You're right it's Nicole," Sami said as she moved back to let him into her bedroom still not completely sure she was doing the right thing by letting him into her room, but willing to give him a chance to say what he needed to say to her, but that was all he was going to be able to do was talk to her, nothing else.
He didn't know what to say to her when she brought up the subject of Nicole, this was the one thing he wanted to avoid talking to her about, but he was desperate and desperate times called for desperate measures.
"I have a few conditions for you," Sami began before he could even say a word to her statement regarding Nicole.
"Such as?" he asked trying to gauge her mood moving closer to her after he had closed the door behind him and she had went to turn on the lamp at her bedside table and then sat primly upon her bed.
"No touching, only talking," Sami stated firmly as she held out her hand in protest in having him move any closer to her.
"Can I at least sit on the other side of the bed?" he asked thinking that after all it was a big bed so maybe she would allow him to sit down upon it with her.
Sami contemplated his question to her in her mind for a few seconds, EJ really should sit in the chair far away from the bed, but then it would be difficult for her to see his facial expressions clearly and she really needed to examine his face while she brought up this theory she had about Nicole to him.
He could see her debating with herself about his suggestion to sit on the bed with her while they talked and he prayed she would allow him to do so, he needed the leverage of being on the bed with her, maybe it would conjure up memories for her about the last time they were in this bed together when they had made love. He waited with bated breath for her answer.
"I guess so, but remember no touching or kissing or any kind of nonsense," Sami warned as EJ went to the other side of the bed and settled down on it, the weight of his body instantly displacing Sami when he sat down causing her to involuntarily shift toward him as she lost her balance since she was sitting so stiffly upon the bed while she had issued her conditions to him.
His hands went out and caught her before she fell full against him and he had to curb his laughter from erupting when he saw her eyes narrow at him, "Sorry, but I didn't want you to fall headfirst into me since that is one of the rules you just decreed to me."
Sami immediately pushed away from him, feeling the muscles in his arms when she braced against him to regain her balance, "EJ I am warning you."
"I'll consider myself warned," EJ shook his head trying to look serious but he couldn't help the smile that escaped from him as he looked at her, god she was so beautiful he couldn't help himself from smiling at her.
Damn him for smiling, Sami thought uncharitably as she scooted as far to the edge of her side of the bed as she possibly could and took a deep breath, she was not going to fall for that smile of his, she was going to make him see she was stronger than the devious charms of his wicked personality even if it killed her. She folded her arms against her chest, not realizing the action only made her chest even more enticing for him as he shook his head trying not to get sidetracked, he had said he had wanted to talk and now here was his chance, but he felt as tongue tied as if he was being called upon in class for an answer that he had no possible way of knowing.
"Okay talk, but I'm serious EJ, talking is all you are going to do and then you have to leave," Sami said matter of fact.
How could he form words when she looked so alluring? He took a deep breath hoping he could find the words to make her understand she was the one he wanted not Nicole and that fate would allow him the opportunity to tell her without her getting pissed off at him again.
Whisper
Chapter 15
"So am I only going to be allowed a certain amount of time to talk until you decide to throw me out of your bedroom?" EJ asked trying to gauge how quickly he needed to launch into his plan to convince Samantha she was the woman for him instead of Nicole even if Nicole was pregnant with his child.
Sami looked over at the alarm clock on the nightstand by her bed thinking a time limit would be a good thing indeed to give EJ since that meant she could usher him out of her bedroom before she fell prey to his charms. "Fifteen minutes EJ."
"Sweetheart you of all people should know I'm not a minute man," he began to tease knowing that it would make her furious with him for bringing up their past romantic tryst, but he was helpless to refrain from doing so because he delighted in watching her fury at him grow whenever he teased her.
He was such a smartass, Sami thought seeing the mirth light up in his eyes over his latest comment to her, she wanted to knock that smirk off his face too. He was so damned cocky sometimes it wasn't even funny. She shouldn't have let him into her bedroom, not when it was becoming very apparent he was angling for a more intimate conversation than she was sure she could handle at the moment. Maybe it would be better to order him out of her room right now before he brought up other things; things that would make her forget her resolve to keep him away from her until she had a clearer plan of action on what to do.
"Just leave EJ," she said wishing she had a gun or something to wave at him to make him understand she was not in a playing mood with him, there definitely didn't need to be any kind of nonsense going on between them, especially not when there was so much at stake, even if he didn't have an inkling about it.
EJ shook his head at looked at the clock, "I'm not going anywhere just yet. If you are timing me, I still have fourteen minutes even if you took up one precious minute giving me the evil eye."
"I did no such thing," Sami argued even as her eyes narrowed at him even more.
"You keep arguing with me and I'm going to have to request more time from you Miss Keeper of the Rules," EJ said crossing his arms in front of himself as he leaned back against the headboard of her bed determined to do anything to prolong his stay with her. Then he wondered as he looked over to her over how could she sleep in the bed every night and not constantly be reminded of the night they spent in here together?
"I'm in charge here," Sami said firmly thinking he was doing his best to bait her into an argument calling her Miss Keeper of the Rules. He was such an infuriating man to say the least.
EJ shifted a slight bit trying not to cross the invisible line down the middle Sami had seemed to draw when he had sat down upon the bed with her, his voice all sexy with innuendo, "I'm all for you taking charge Samantha. You can do whatever you want to do with me."
Suddenly unwanted visions appeared in Sami's head of her straddling EJ's well muscled body, her moist heat instantly wanting to seek out his overly endowed manhood to impale within her sheath of slick wetness knowing he could fully bring her to orgasm time and time again. She shook her head, determined to banish those traitorous thoughts he had somehow managed to conjure up with just a few simple words and an all too knowing look her way.
"Darling are you okay? You seem kind of distracted," EJ whispered as he leaned in closer to her, not touching her as she had warned him not to do, but close enough for her to feel his warm breath breeze across her shoulder as he asked her the question.
She had to get him to leave her room, she was such an idiot to think he wouldn't do whatever it took to get her in bed, why he was such a cad, she bet he was playing these same kind of games with Nicole too.
"Time's up," Sami declared trying to get away from his overpowering presence before she did something she would regret again and then she almost burst out with a self deprecating laugh when she realized at least she couldn't get pregnant.
EJ shook his head finally leaning across her to pick up her alarm clock, "No, I've got at least ten more minutes with you."
"Give me the clock," Sami ordered reaching for the clock before even thinking that in doing so she would touch him.
EJ held the alarm clock out of her reach, high above her head as her body inadvertently came into contact with his, her softness meshing with the harder planes of his body instantly causing them both to draw a sharp intake of breath.
EJ tossed the alarm clock across the room, ripping the cord from the outlet as it hit the wall. Thank goodness he had closed the door when he had come into her bedroom because he was about to lose any semblance of control he had in just a few short minutes as he felt her start to squirm her body in a feeble attempt to get away from him.
EJ stretched his long length out over her, looking down into those beautiful blue eyes of hers, as a tremulous silence hung in the air between them that was rife with the undercurrent of sexual arousal between them. He saw her trying to battle with herself as he caught her confused and frightened glance she gave him as he lowered his arms and started to settle his body into a more comfortable position.
"E-EJ," she stuttered out his name all the while shaking her head in protest, "no, you have to stop, let me up…"
"Samantha please, I'm dying without you, I need you so badly," EJ spoke with a quiet desperation within his voice.
She had to make him move, she was surprised that he hadn't already discovered what she was trying to keep secret from him, about the life they had made together in this bed. The fear of him finding out this way without her telling him the truth was terrifying, EJ would hate her and never trust her ever again.
"EJ please, I-I can't…"
"Shhh, don't talk, just feel," EJ whispered praying that she wouldn't stop him, he was trying his best to be honest with her, but with her so close to him it was driving him crazy not to touch her.
He slowly slipped one silken strap of her gown down her shoulder, exposing one of her breasts to his gaze, his smile of satisfaction growing when the nipple instantly puckered up of its own volition. Sami closed her eyes wanting nothing more than to get lost in the magic that she and EJ created with one another, she wanted EJ with a fierceness that defied all logic too, but he had to know the truth first and she just wasn't ready to tell him yet. He had too much to deal with without her adding to his problems, the main one being Nicole.
Just thinking of Nicole brought Sami back to her senses; she couldn't give into the needs of her body because if for nothing else she had to make EJ see that she wasn't like Nicole in the least. With a supreme effort she found somewhere deep within herself she pushed up against him catching him off guard and using all her strength to roll him off her, pushing his body onto the floor beside her bed.
EJ was caught by surprise as his body hit the floor with a resounding thud, Sami was so tiny and petite against him that he sometimes forgot how powerful she could be when she was determined to get her own way, which apparently he needed reminding of tonight. He should of listened to her when she was trying to tell him no and he felt ashamed of himself as she set up tugging on the strap of her nightgown that he had pulled down just a few moments earlier.
"EJ I'm sorry, I just had to…had to…" she struggled to find the words to make him understand, but she just couldn't tell him the truth about the baby, not yet. She desperately needed more time and then she looked at him sprawled out on the floor and she was filled with remorse. "Are you okay EJ. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"
"You don't have to apologize Samantha, I understand completely," EJ said slowly sitting up from where he had fallen on the floor beside Samantha's bed. "I'm the one who should be apologizing to you instead."
"Why?" Sami asked feeling more confused than before.
"You said no, I should have listened to you." EJ stated managing to get up from the floor without any help from Sami. "It's clear that you don't want me and I won't force myself on you ever again."
"EJ, it's not that…"
"I apologize again," EJ interrupted Sami before she could explain her reasoning for kicking him out of her bed as he turned to leave her bedroom, softly closing the door behind him as he left to go back to his bedroom.
Sami sat there in disbelief watching him go, hating that EJ believed that she thought he was forcing himself upon her and that was the reason she had pushed him off of her onto the floor. She wanted to run after him and tell him he had it all wrong, she was the one at fault with her fears about the baby, but she just couldn't make herself get up out of her bed to follow him down the hallway. Instead she curled up into a tight ball on the bed with her pillow, weeping as she thought she had just managed to drive a wedge between them further instead of bringing them together like she had so hoped to do before she had found out that Nicole was pregnant too.