Chapter 96 THE NOW OR NEVER CONFESSION

Chapter 96 THE NOW OR NEVER CONFESSION


Kennedie

“I will take over from here Martha” I said sweetly to the head cook.

She looked at me like I had said something that was so evil and uncalled for, like there was no way on earth that this could actually make a complete sense to her. Her eyes were so wide…. She looked scared almost.

“Oh, no, no Miss Kennedie Mr. Knight would never-”

I cut her off “Desmond is already handled Martha just go with the others and take a day off”

She still looked unsure “are you sure about this Miss Kennedie?” I nodded my head “hundred percent Martha just go” I said and so practically pushed her out of the kitchen door.

I was bubbling with so much excitement.

I don’t know whether I was planning on doing something crazy… this was something crazy and I was going to just fully maximize my external locus of control and just blame it on Graham for putting this thought in my head.

Fucking crazy I know, the fact that I was actually going to do this…. I was actually going to tell Desmond that I was in love with him. And maybe doing that over a candle lit dinner that I made was fucking cringe, but it was already a plan in motion.

God forbid a girl wanted to make up her own Disney proposal.

“Alright then”

I clapped my hands, looking around the kitchen with all of these utensils and ingredients just seemed to fill me with so much joy or something like that. It has been so long since I had actually made anything, Desmond had made me so fucking lazy.

Hopefully I have not yet lost my cooking skills because everything had to be fucking perfect.

The plan was to make braised pork and stir fried rice.

I got to work immediately whipping up the meal and mixing different up the different flavors.

The kitchen smelled heavily of garlic and ginger and something just so… fucking delicious. It was even a miracle that I was not suffocating right here with the amount of steam that was everywhere.

I tasted the sauce again, just to be sure “ouch” I hissed when I nearly burnt my tongue as a result of the gravy.

I turned down the burner and strolled up to the cellar to get a bottle of the red wine that caught my eye earlier.

El Doneer

It was a ten- year- old bottle of wine and Desmond had been guarding this bottle of wine for heaven knows how long. I had no idea whether he would mind me opening this wine in particular, but I just knew that it would go so well with the braised pork and so I was like… fuck it though, if I perish I perish.

Once the meal was done, I got to work setting the table.

I changed the linen on the smaller dining table and set the candles.  Not those cheap vanilla ones, these were my expensive scented candles, and so he better appreciate them.

Or else…..

I’m just going to leave that there because I am not that much of a witch, or am I?

I smooth the tablecloth again before I began to set out the foods quickly, I had to surprise Desmond, and him seeing me set this all out will ruin the whole point. And yeah, I know that it was technically no longer a surprise since I already told him but whatever.

I set the fried rice in a bowl, and not to toot my own horn but it looked fucking spectacular. The braised pork went next and then there was the greens and some dumplings.

Just as I was done setting down the last of dinner, I heard Desmond’s room door open, followed by the sound of his heavy footsteps.

I froze.

Not because of the dinner, but because of what was to come after, and I tried to think of the best but there were a lot of  possibilities with how this night could go… no, Desmond feels the same about me, it was there deep in my bones.

“Princess?”

“Yes babe,” I said and turned to faced him with a wide smile.

He stepped into the kitchen and looked all around him before whistling “damn little menace you really outdid yourself didn’t you?” he asked.

I winked “I try”

He moved closer to me and hugged me to himself “my Angel, thank you so much” he said. I closed my eyes with a smile on my face, just enjoying the feel of his presence. He dropped a kiss on my forehead.

I took his hand “came on babe, let’s eat”

I led him to the table and he pulls out a chair for me, before taking a seat at the opposite end. “Well aren’t you a gentleman” I teased and he winked “only for you”

“I hope you don’t mind, I found this in the rack” I said after I noticed that he just could not stop looking at the red wine.

He glances at the label and then at me. “That’s been there a while.”

I shrugged “what…. are you mad?”

He shook his head “no, a special occasion deserves special wine”

I smiled “well thank fuck because I thought that I was going to get my head chewed off for a minute there”

He poured wine in both of our cups and raised his glass “cheers to us” I clinked my glass against his “cheers to us”

“This is really fucking delicious” he moaned after he took the first bite, my cheeks heated up “you really think so?”

“Yeah, it is perfect” he said and stood up slightly to kiss me on my lips form across the table.

“Shut up” I said shyly.

The rest of dinner carried on blissfully, a little bit of compliments here and there and some small talk. But other than that, Desmond was a sucker for table manners, but then his knee brushed against mine under the table and I gasped.

All of my senses felt like they were on a high alert.

I suddenly set my fork down.

“Is anything the matter Princess?” he asked worriedly.

He stood up and walked around to take both of my hands in his “tell me” he said.

Two words.

I swallowed. It was now or never.

“I am in love with you Desmond”