The cast and crew currently filming the new instalment to the Twilight Saga were currently being separated into two separate groups to prepare for the incoming onslaught of a thunderstorm. The first group, consisting of largely of the crew and supporting cast, were being hauled off down town to a separate location to wait it out, while the main cast was staying at our current location. This of course leading to my current situation. Kiowa thought it would be a genius idea for everyone to convene in his hotel rooms for a scary movie marathon until the storm passed over.

Waiting for the elevator door to open on the 20th floor, I was jumping up and down like a little girl. I was excited to say the least. We had been working non-stop for the past 3 weeks, 18 hour days out in the cold, and even though the break was brought on by the storm, I was more than over joyed for a little R and R.

I practically ran my way down the lavish darken hotel corridor to room 20189, where the rest of the cast had gathered. Knocking on the door, I only had to wait a few minutes before Kiowa greeted me.

"Kristen. Your finally here. Come on in." he said enthusiastically as he ushered me into his suite. "Everyone's already here and we have just popped the first movie in.." he continued as we finally reached his packed lounge room. "ahh.. " he said realising his new dilemma. "okay, well you have two choices as to where to sit. You can sit with me and Tyson on the floor over there to try and even up the male to women ratio" he said pointing towards where Tyson was stretched out over some over-sized cushions, that someone had placed up against one of the couches. ".. or you could sit on Chaske's lap" he finished a little mischievously.

Taking a quick look around the room to see if there was any other options, I noted that Alex, Bronson and Julie were all curled up on one couch; Taylor, Tinsel, Rob and Boo Boo were seated on another, while Kellan and Nikki were laying together on the floor and Ashley and Jackson were seated not too far from where Tyson and Kiowa had set up shop.

Looking towards the final couch, and its current occupant, I sent out a silent pray that he wouldn't mind sharing the single couch with me, as Tyson and Kiowa began to make themselves comfortable, popping one of the many bowls of popcorn in between them, along with a bowl of lollies and a couple of drinks. There was no way in the world I wanted to sit between those two after they had eaten a few bowls of the popcorn.

Walking cautiously over to the couch, I took in the sight that was all bronzed and manly, coyly asking "do you mind sharing with me?" He looked stunned at first but then answered with a curt nod. Lifting the thick woollen rug he had wrapped around his body, so that I could sit on his lap, I took a step forward placing myself on his lap and getting comfortable, overcome by the feeling of his strong muscled bronzed arm wrapping the rug around my body making sure to cover over lower halves as we settled in to watch the movie. It appears that to go without tonight's theme, the first up of the list of movies was Scream.

Halfway through the movie and after multiple scares resulting me jumping somewhat uncomfortably in his lap I found myself resting back against his toned chiselled body, my head on his shoulder, resting in the nook of his neck, I felt his arms tighten around my waist, holding me in closer to his body. The atmosphere of the darkened room heightening all my other senses. The only light coming from the horror packed screen, the sounds of some of the other occupants snoring as they dozed off, having already seen it. The scent of his aftershave encasing my mind and soul. I couldn't think straight. Giving in to the incessant need I had carried with me ever since out first meeting, I lifted my head and looked him dead in the eye, to see any sign of hope or wanting there. With his emerald eyes staring back at me, I saw lust and passion and what I needed to see the most. Subtly moving forward, I gave him every chance to stop me, I placed my lips on his. Kissing him softly; sweetly urging him for some form of reaction. Pulling back just a little, still able to feel his laboured breath on my mouth, I give him a cheeky satisfied smile, before lowering my lips once more.

This time the kiss wasn't soft. I captured his lower lip in mine, forcing him to grant me entrance. My tongue gliding over his, a battle for dominance following. My hands moved from my lap to around the base of his neck pulling him impossibly closer. He grabbed my hips, turning me on his lap so that I was now facing him, taking control of the situation. His tongue glided over mine, before exploring the rest of my mouth. His hands resting on my hips trying to hold me in place, as my body betrayed me trying to grind up on him.

We were torn apart by a simple "ahern" cough coming from the other side of the room. Pulling apart slightly we both turned to see where the offending noise came from, my hands still resting on either side of his face.

"you two wanna get a room, or should we just continue watching?" Alex threw our way not so quietly.

With a quick look at each other and a small smile playing on my lips, we pulled apart, our apologies chorusing each other as we went back to the movie.

I felt his breath on my neck before I heard his words " not that I'm complaining, but what was that?" he whispered in my ear, trying to not draw any more attention to us.

"about three years overdue" I replied seductively

"three years overdue?" he questioned

"yeah, three years overdue. A girl could seriously die waiting for you to make a move" I joked, turning to place a chaste kiss on his chin

"you knew?" he asked stunned. I just nodded my head. Giving up on this little game, I turned to face him once more.

"I wouldn't be able to interest you in getting out of here, would I" I asked seductively, becoming quite tired of the movie and aching to feel Chaske where I needed him the most. With a quick glance around to see if anyone had been paying any more attention to us, I stood up, missing the silent praise and whisper of 'finally' Alex shot our way,. Moving towards the door, his large hand resting perfectly within mine, I waited until we were just outside the darken room and standing alone in the also darkened hall, before pushing him up against the wall. My lips attacking his once again. My hands roaming his body, mesmerized in the feel of each and every inch of his warm skin.

"my room or yours?' I whispered into his lips, never once breaking contact, before I was whisked up in his arms and carried down the darkened hallway.

"Mine" he said forcefully, earning a small yelp from me as he nipped away at my lip.