Only With Me

Chapter 7

Kimora's POV

I don't know how, but i did it.

I was blooming with ideas. After i had spoken with mom last night, i got to work immediately. I first drew out my ideas on a piece paper and began to play with food coloring for fondants as I listened to music. I thought on the flavor of cake that was strong enough to hold each layer of cake on top of it. I also did some maths with the square pans because of the way i wanted the cake to look like it was falling.

Anita had come in to check from time to time and she provided me with every additional tools i needed. Like a hammer, bags of ice, fruits and so on.

I didn't realize the day had passed as I engaged myself into baking, icing and molding. I sat there in the room proud of my work. I couldn't believe it. I created four layers of crate cake.

What i was going for was a crate of flowers. At first, I wanted to make the cake straight but when i saw the painting of flowers Daniel sent to me, I decided to make the cake slanted. It looked more like art than a real cake. Inside the crate, i created some fondants flowers and added them with some edible flowers and fruits. The cake was heavy and it was so hard trying to balance it. That's why I requested a hammer and a rod.

Below the cake, i made six little flower cake pots and planted a strawberry and blackberry on each of them. I substituted the soil for crumbs of chocolate cake and i borrowed six of the flower pots from the interior designers which i sterilized thoroughly.

It was.....

"Perfect!" Anita said as she entered the room. She was dressed in a formal white dress and her normal ponytail had been brought down. She still kept on her glasses even though she had pretty blue eyes.

"Why aren't you dressed?" She looked at my white shirt and blue jeans.

"Fashion shows are not my scene."

"They're not my scene either but i have to go and so do you. You created this amazing cake. Everyone would want to see the amazing artist because this is art."

Just then, three men entered the room and started moving the cake.

"Please be extra careful with that. It's much heavier than you think." I instructed them when i saw how they carelessly took the first layer off the counter.

"Geez, is this a cake or a sculpture?" One of them grunted under their breath as they carried it out the door.

"You'll have to leave your door open so they'll be able to take the rest out."

"What if my belongings gets stolen?"

"There are camera's everywhere on the corridor. If anything get's stolen, the cctv would easily pick out who did it and besides, Alejandro is best friends with the owner. It would be very easy to catch the culprit before they leave the hotel."

"Okay." I shrugged it off.

"So, are you coming or not." She asked again.

"I didn't bring any dress with me." I sighed.

"Oh!"

"Yeah."

"Well, i have two dresses in my room. If you want, i can lend you one. We are almost the same size." Her eyes shifted from my chest to my hips.