Daylight - Taylor Swift

Chapter 57

I've been obsessed with Hell's Kitchen lately so we're adding a nice little chapter where the girls get to sit at the Chef's table in the kitchen and listen to the absolute insanity...

Edit: By the time I finished writing this chapter that hyper fixation ended lol

Also sorry it's been so long since I've updated, I just didn't want to <3

February 7th, 2019 - February 8th, 2019

"Do I look okay for TV?" Jo set her straightener down and turned towards the blonde, who pressed her lips together after applying a coat of red lipstick that settled on the darker side of the shades.

"You look beautiful," Taylor smiled, tracing up and down Jo's body with her eyes, "Me?"

"You'll be perfect as soon as I remove the cat hair from your chest," Josephine giggled, plucking it from the singer's skin as softly as possible.

Jo was invited by Chef Ramsay himself after one of Rachel's cousins said he knew a guy, and since they were in Nevada anyways to visit Jo's family, heading to Las Vegas for the last night wasn't a huge deal, especially to get to try food prepared at Caesar's Palace, where filming was talking place.

"Frickin' Meredith," Taylor chuckled, enjoying the way Jo's hand lingered on her lower back as they walked out of the bathroom of the hotel together, "So how much exposure is this kind of thing?"

"Uh, Nicole said usually the chefs table is only on screen for a few ten seconds clips, just don't do anything crazy, you know? If you make a bunch of faces, they're gonna put your face in it. And we already discussed safe things to talk about and—"

"Relax," Taylor interrupted, hoping to get the woman to calm down, "I know you hate giving people an inside look into us, as do I... but this is a really cool opportunity and it's good for us to get out. Just enjoy it."

"I love you to death."

"I love you more."

"Liar."

"Nope."

"Yes," Jo playfully smacked Taylor's ass as they approached the door to meet security.

Taylor turned her head and gave Jo the look, the look that meant you're going to pay for that later but I'm not sure if I'm mad or turned on yet.

Josephine pursed her lips together, changing which hand she held her clutch in, and using the other to place her palm against Taylor's back. She found herself guarding Taylor more and more each day, fiercely proud of her, but fiercely protective and cautious, too.

They arrived at the restaurant just in time to be escorted to the chef's table, sitting down and marvelling at how much was already going on inside the kitchen as five people ran around, looking like their heads had been cut off.

"Ladies," Gordon Ramsay greeted them personally, "Welcome, lovely to see you."

"Thank you," Jo replied, giving him a smile, "It's nice to meet you."

He excused himself quite quickly, one of the chefs coming over to take their order not long after. Jo ordered the Risotto and Cod, while Taylor tried the salad and Beef Wellington.

"Do you like this wine?" Jo inquired softly while Taylor's eyes were fixated on the oven that was releasing smoke.

"Yeah," Taylor said, "I love wine. Did you catch the name of this one?"

"No, sorry, hon," Josephine replied, catching onto the smoking oven, "Do you think we should say anything or...?"

"Definitely not. I watched like ten compilations before we came in here from YouTube and you never say anything unless it's to the server because your food is inedible. If you say anything to the chefs he'll call you a donkey and tell you to fuck off," Taylor gulped, blue eyes shifting between the oven and Jo's face.