The next few days passed pleasantly as Sami tried to continue her normal routine. She had put in a call to Anna and was assured with a borderline hysterical level of excitement a room in her bed and breakfast, Woodland Trails. Sami had never been as the B&B had been opened by Anna and her husband Tony while she was still in Colorado.

Once she had done that she knew that she also needed to cover her tracks so she planned to leave a message with her father's secretary that she would be taking a short trip. The details were unnecessary, but if by some miracle he had called and she was not available he would have had a conniption and she could do without the lecture. Unfortunately the man himself was available to take her call and Sami found it strange that he would, even if he had time. Her surprise however was short-lived and any spark of hope for a normal father-daughter talk was murdered in cold blood when she had to sit through the admonition to stop this 'law school foolishness' and join the academy like a 'real' Brady. Sami had to bite down on the rage that filled her, knowing a confrontation would only prolong this farce of a conversation. The devil would be wearing a furcoat before she ever joined the academy or God-forbid played the good little wife to self-righteous, puritanical cop like her dad.

The long-suffering sigh was her only indication that the conversation was over, before she heard the chirpy voice of his secretary come on the line. Sami ignored the woman ending the call before the customary farewell.

EJ's time passed benignly, however, whatever proficiency at subterfuge he had gained by being the son of the infamous Stefano Dimera, had flown away. The smile on his face seemed a permanent fixture causing many of his friends to raise a querying brow, but only his roommate was brave enough to broach the subject and it left him staggering.

"What's the matter with you, man?" West asked.

"What?" He responded, his mind coming back to the present.

"If I didn't know better… You are smiling a lot." Miles continued looking at him like he was some rare breed.

"I'm excited about the upcoming weekend, that's all," EJ answered. He was without a doubt excited about this weekend.

"What's so special about this weekend?"

"I'm going home." He covered.

"That's a first. From the way you talk about home, never thought I'd see the day you were excited to go back there."

"Not to my father's house," he laughed off his friend's speculation. "A friend from Oxford is visiting. It will be nice to see a familiar face"

"And that's it? Well, have a good time man."

He shrugged his shoulders at West's observations before responding sincerely, "Thanks, I plan to."

EJ shifted his attention back to the work, intent on putting Samantha out of his mind.

EJ was surprised when he turned up at her room again, that this time Samantha's roommate answered the door. His response was one of of immediate disappointment because that morning there would be no repeat of last time.

Noticing from her surprise that she hadn't been expecting him, he smiled charmingly and said, "Good morning. I'm here to see Samantha."

"Sami!" She called, "Someone's here to see you."

"I'll be back in a few," Samantha spoke to her gawking roommate, "I'll talk to you then."

"Sorry," he apologized, "I assumed the arrangement was the same. Will she ask questions?"

"Of course, but I'll find something to tell her."

The ride to the clinic was done in silence, but it was the kind of comfortable silence, he had never had with another woman. It was refreshing. When they arrived, they were told they could go in. Dr. Jackson asked them to sit and handed them the results. Once they had each read their own, they exchanged them.

They looked at each other, nodded their heads and brushed lips easily. They had both been given a clean bill of health.

"Thank you, Doctor."

Sami felt elated and just a tad nervous because there really was nothing standing between them and the weekend. Once they were driving, Sami turned to him giving the details of the trip.

"Pack for the weekend. You can pick me up Friday evening around 5 o'clock as long as you are free. The B&B is a two-hour drive from here. We can eat dinner, go dancing or to a club that is nearby and the rest of the weekend's ours. That okay?"

"Better than okay. I'll see you at five on Friday." He sent her one of his heart stopping smiles, before continuing. "I was wondering if you were coming to the game tomorrow?"

"Game?"

"Football, ah, Soccer match against Macalaster College tomorrow at 1.00 p.m."

"You are going to watch?" She asked, wondering if EJ was asking her out on a pre-weekend date, which seemed kind of sensible since the only things they knew about each other were written in pheromones and a medical certificate.

He smiled at her, "I'm playing. I'm on the team."

Sami mouthed an 'oh' and said, "I'm not really into sports."

He grinned, not deterred, "I'd really like to see you there. Please."

"Okay. If you want me to," she said a little hesitantly. She really hadn't been lying when she said she was not into sports. She hadn't even known there was a soccer team, not to mention that they played serious matches.

"See you." She slipped into her room before he could really say goodbye, knowing that like last time her self control would go out with the trash and there was a very good chance that Jamie was waiting.

As if to prove her speculations true, as soon as she stepped through the door, Jamie appeared, asking, "So?"

"So what?"

"What was EJ Dimera doing here so early and where did the two of you go?" Jamie spoke, her arms folded across her chest as she waited for a response.

Sami laughed at the picture her roommate presented with that stern look on her face.

"He borrowed my notes and wanted something explained."

"What did he want explained?" Jamie pressed.

"What's with the third degree, mom?" Sami rolled her eyes before saying, "About the same project. He has it in another class and wanted some pointers, so we went for coffee."

"And you don't think that he might just maybe want more than help with a project?"

"No," Sami answered, glad Jamie had taken her lie at face value even if she believed EJ was the one chasing her. It was so far from the truth, as Sami was the one, technically, that pursued him.

Jami followed her, into her room, obviously far from letting it go.

"And that's what you spent almost an hour doing? Talking about school?"

"Yes. EJ was a gentleman."

"Contrary to what you think, you're beautiful and any guy would be a fool to not notice you and I've a feeling EJ Dimera wants you."

"Why do you keep saying his name like that? EJ Dimera?" Sami raised an eyebrow in Jamie's direction.

"Because he's a famous racer, who has dated models and actresses and to top it off, the son of the infamous Stefano Dimera. Just… be careful with him Sami."

Sami nodded, acknowledging Jamie's warning, but there was no need for concern. This time she was the one in control; not EJ. So there was definitely no chance of what had happened with Alan would happen again. She had chosen him, not the other way around and there was nothing to be gained except a pleasurable weekend. And where was the harm in that?