A/N: I'm sorry I took so long to update, but I had a hard time writing this chapter. It's actually really hard to write Sunny, I probably did a pretty bad job, but just so you know the Sunny that I imagaine is a lot more confident and comfortable in her skin than the one that was in the book because of all the time she has been living with the humans in the caves. Just like Wanda. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: What do I own of high value beside my collection of Stephenie Meyer books? Nothing, especially not The Host.

Chapter 10: Testing willpower

Sunny's-POV

Kyle and I had just left Wanda and Ian's room. They were definitely getting onto something, something I don't really want to see, so we left. Once we broke into the hallway, Kyle threw his arm around my waist and kissed my check. It was almost as if he knew that I knew about the bet and was trying to apologize to me, but there was no way he could have, so I didn't even consider it a possibility.

Once inside our room, I went and sat down on the bed. I rubbed my feet. They were sore for shopping all day. Apparently Kyle noticed.

"Hey baby, Want a foot rub?" He waggled his eyebrows at me.

"Maybe," I paused, "after you get something for me out of the van."

"Of course, what do you need?"

"Um," I tried to think of something plausible; I was just trying to stall the inevitable, "my…magazine." I remembered at the last second that I had bought a baby magazine at the store.

"No problem, honey." He kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door, taking the room key with him on the way out. I sighed. This was going to be a long night, with Kyle trying to seduce me every other minute. I flopped backwards onto the big bed. My hands automatically fell to my abdomen which was feeling sort of tender at the moment. I was still in that position when Kyle came back in. He was trying to be quiet and prevent me from noticing him, but that was an almost impossible task for him.

"Kyle." I said just acknowledging his presence. He sighed and laid down next to me on his side. I turned to face him. He traced my nose with the tip of his finger and held the magazine out to me.

"I'm gonna grab a shower, kay?" I nodded and leaned against the headboard opening my magazine. Just need to wait long enough for him to get into the shower. I waited about a minute after the water started and then headed over to where my suitcase was on the floor. I flipped the top open. Should I dress overly sexy or in as many layers as possible? Hmmmm…decisions, decisions. I tapped my chin in a classic thinking gesture. Perhaps…BOTH! That way, if Kyle somehow had the patience to get me strip off every one of the fifteen layers I was planning on putting on, he would be tempted into oblivion. Perfect, I laughed to myself. First I took a black lace bra and panty set, I layered it with a hot pink negligee. On top of that went a long sleeve shirt, a short sleeve shirt, a tank top, a cami, and then three different thickness sweaters. On the bottom I wore a pair a pair of girl's boxers, a pair of thin cotton pj shorts, a pair of flannel pj pants, and two pairs of socks. To top it off, I wore my gigantic slippers that went all the way up my ankle. Then I realized the flaw in my plan. I was hot. It was a comfortable temperature in the room to wear a tee-shirt and a pair of thin cotton pajama pants. Also, I happened to resemble a marshmallow. Well, maybe Kyle would just leave me alone, it wouldn't be as fun as plan A, but it would serve the purpose as well.

The only way I could stand to stay in all of these layers was by turning both air condition units to their highest settings. I pulled the easy chair right in front of one of them and just sat with the air blowing on me. I must have fallen into a half sleep state because the next thing I knew, Kyle was above me, some of the water droplets from his hair falling on my head. I tilted my head up to look at him.

"Hey gorgeous." He said leaning down to kiss me, however I turned my head at the last second trying to look inconspicuous. "Wanna watch a movie while we can?" Kyle and I always liked to watch movies while we were at hotels because it was something we could never do at the caves.

"Sure." I gave him my best fake smile. We headed over to the bed, but I stayed on the side where the AC was blowing. This way I could stay at a semi-comfortable temperature.

He flicked on the TV and opened the guide. As he sifted through all the different movies that were on TV, I laid there, a couple inches from him, staring at his face. I was trying to decide how far to let him get to drive him crazy. My overall goal was to get him so frustrated, he would confess and beg for forgiveness. I placed my hand on my still-flat abdomen, and moved my hands in circles. Once Kyle found I movie that we could watch, I wasn't really paying attention to what it was, he shifted his arms so it was around me and pulled me closer. I leaned into his side which felt really good because it was still cool from his shower. He must have taken a cooler shower to cool off.

Kyle's eyes were focused on the TV, but you could tell other things were on his mind due to the way he was rubbing circles on my forearm. Every once in a while, he would look at my face and smile. After a while, I decided I had nothing better to do than fall asleep, that would make him mad also, so I decided on it.

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When I woke up, I heard the music playing to the credit's of the movie. I turned lazily over to face Kyle and he was sitting very similarly to the way he was when I fell asleep. He noticed me looking at him:

"Hey baby," she caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. He was using a very soft, gentle voice. "How was your nap?"

"Ok." I answered bluntly. He started to trace the features of my face. Just to tease him, and relieve myself a little, I took off my first sweater. I could see the surprised expression on his face when he realized I had another sweater on underneath. He had no idea.

I rolled onto my back and he adjusted as well. He leaned in and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

"Care for a foot rub?" he waggled his eyebrows at me. I answered him by smiling slightly and bending my knees and placing them on his lap. I leaned back against the headboard, enjoying the way he was rubbing my feet immensely. If I hadn't been outwardly resisting his attempts, he would've had me in the palm of his hand. I closed my eyes.

I must not have realized when he finished, because I definitely didn't notice him sliding his hands up my calves at a slow pace. Really, I didn't open my eyes until his hands had travelled all the way up to my hips. They stayed there, but he continued to lean his body over mine.

When I finally opened my eyes, I was face to face with him. All I could see was his cobalt blue eyes gazing at me. He had that look it in his, ya know, the one that you can see through and see how much he loves me, this is why it was going to be such a long night. I love Kyle, I really do, but he needs to be a man and step up the plate and face his mistakes; even though he doesn't know that I know about them yet. He will….eventually.

A couple of moments of staring into each other's eyes, Kyle closed the distance between our lips and softly pressed his to mine a few times. After that, he nuzzled his nose against my face and took deep breaths.

"My sunshine…" he pulled his hand up slowly and cupped my chin and kissed me again. It took all my willpower to turn away. Although this kind of behavior wasn't completely rare, it was sorta. Kyle wasn't usually one for super affectionate and mushy kind of behavior. He just liked to show me in more…active ways. He had defiantly shown a different side of himself in the lately. He was gentler, not that he usually wasn't—you just can't put into words.

Once I turned my head, I could sense Kyle's reaction without even looking at him. I could tell he was confused, and maybe a little hurt, but he doesn't know the extent yet. I let him kiss me for a few more minutes. When his hand wandered above my waist I decided things needed to stop. I pushed on his chest gently and he rolled off. I sat up and took off a few layers so I only two on over my lingerie. I took off my socks and leaned back and fixed the pillow. Kyle had lusty eyes, but it didn't faze me, I had denied him many times when I was tired, however, this was different. I forced a yawn and rolled onto my side facing away from Kyle. He must've not likened that very much because he rolled me over to face him by pulling on my shoulder, but I continued to be stubborn and didn't open my eyes.

"Kyle. I'm tired after all the shopping today, I want to sleep." I reinforced my argument by yawing again, and this was a big one." At first he complied, but after just a few minutes he started to run his hand down my back. He knew how much touching my spine affected me. I was resisting the urge to squirm under his touch which was clouding my thoughts and judgment. Next, he leaned down to kiss the back of my neck. He buried his face in my hairline giving small kisses here and there; I was using all my concentration to keep myself from moaning, it felt so good.

"Kyle. Please—" I didn't finish my sentence when I heard how weak my voice was; this couldn't have helped my argument. He must of taken this to mean that what he was doing was working, which it was, but, was not in my favor. He started to move down my neck. When he reached top seam of my shirt, he pushed it down to conquer more of my skin. I was so distracted by the sensation when he brought his tongue out to make his kisses more open mouthed, that I didn't notice when he turned me over and pulled my two last layers over my head. Very pleased with himself, he smiled into my skin as he moved lower and closer to my chest. A growing heat was making it's way between my legs as I wrapped them around him. As I did so, I could feel his hardness beneath his pants. My hands wove around his neck and buried themselves in my hair. Kyle was getting and closer to my breasts. However, just as he moved so he his lips reached the top of my lingerie, a voice stormed through my mind, jolting my mind awake and making my eyes pop open.

Suddenly, my arms were flailing and my hands were pushing him away. He looked confused but I was too irate to care. I sat up and rose over him still lying idly on the bed.

"Trying to seduce me? Well, just so you know, I'm not fooled that easily Kyle." My lips were most likely becoming thinner by the word like they always did when I was enraged.

"I—" he tried to sputter, but I interrupted him with a finger pointed stiffly in his direction and words full of fury:

"Couch. Now. I want to get some sleep." I moved my hand to gesture toward the pull out couch across the room. He tried to object but I continued to cut him off. Once we were both settled into our separate beds, I pondered my thoughts wondering if I did the right thing and right away knew the answer: definitely. I smirked to myself and was contented to know that Kyle was probably very unsatisfied at the moment, and would continue to be until he gathered the brainpower to confess to me: a girl who was no longer a pushover.

A/N: This chapter was very hard for me to write, I just don't have the same passion to write Sunny and Kyle that I do for Wanda and Ian. I am debating if I should make a time jump for the next chapter. I just want them to all get back to the caves!

Please review with any suggestions for the next or future chapters. Much appreciated!! Thanks