A Taste of Home

Cora's POV

I followed him outside. The terrace opened up ahead of us, string lights glowing overhead, candles on the table, the forest going dark around us.

"When did you do all this?" I asked, looking around.

He set the plates down. "I never fail at a challenge."

"Do you know how arrogant that sounds?"

He just smiled, that infuriating, confident smile. He placed one plate on my side, the other at