5 Days until the wedding

Little Red ended the call with Mr Foxx's cousin more than a little discouraged. She was going to have to build at least a 4 tier cake, for a guest list of 300 people. The woman was a real bridezilla, everything from the color, shape, decorations and even the flavor was a pain in the ass. To top it off she put off calling the woman because everytime she went to call her, she became upset remembering how she has received it.

Five days, to make this stupid cake. No ovens to bake them in and to top it off she had received a message from Mr Foxx asking her to stop by the wearhouse if she had some time today. It was actually the only reason she had called the cousin. Worried he would question why she hadn't called yet.

'Maybe I can ask Gretel if I can barrow her kitchen.' Little Red thought. Friends at a young age both girls had went into business with family, Gretel with her brother after they had received some kind inheritance. Little Red with her grandmother.

In the midst of gathering her things for her day Red was started by a knock on the door. The knock sounding a second time, more urgent prompted her to move. "Yes I'm coming one moment!" hurrying to the peephole she gazed through and recognized Detective Grimm.

Flashing her best smile she opened the door wide and invited her in. "Detective, please come in, bringing good news I hope?"

The taller woman took a couple stes in allowing for the door to be shut behind her. "Unfortunately no ma'am, it would appear that the cause of your building burning down is arsen." Little Red's face dropped with concern.

"Arson? But who would want to burn down a bakery?" Little Red feeling light headed sat on the scratch hotel chair.

"Thats what we will try and find out Ms Red, until then you may want to contact your insurance company, and make sure you are covered." Detective Grimm reached for the door, letting herself out.

"Okay just another thing to deal with." Frustration begining to peek she grabbed her keys and coat heading out the door. "Okay one problem at a time."

Deciding to deal with Mr Foxx first, Red takes the transit back to the wearhouses. Realizing halfway there she had forgetten her tampons, expecting to start any day. Her patients thin she got off the bus hoping to deal with this quickly.

It didn't take long to find his door and start beating it in. It cracked open and a shirtless Foxx appeared. With a swift glance behind him before he blocked the view Little Red noticed a familiar woman sitting on his desk with her back to the door.

"Awe Ms Red, how wonderful to see you. Please give me a moment, I'll be right out." Shutting it before she could even respond. Waiting with her back against the door, she wished she had better hearing. All she heard was muffled chatter, but her curiosity was peeked. If he has a woman why did he make her..

The humiliating thoughts of how into it she was began to play in her mind. How she had enjoyed the warm of his hand on her neck. How she had even moved her body to encourage the pets she was receiving. Even the feel of him getting hard.

The door suddenly swung open, startled Little Red recovered but was bright red when she came face to face with the man she was just thinking about.

A wolfish grin slid to his lips. "Ms Red, if you would please." He stepped out of the office and headed to the back of the building. Following a half step behind him Little Red kept her head down and focused on controlling her thoughts. "It has come to my attention that you don't have a kitchen anymore." That stupid grin again. "Id like to offer you mine." Pushing past two steel swinging doors, Red saw a state of the art kitchen.

Shaking her head, the last time she got help there were conditions. Or at least so she felt. "No, I don't think, I mean I appreciate the offer Mr Foxx but I have a friend who will let me borrow their equipment.

It was too dark for her to be certain, but Red thought she saw the mans eyes shift a shade darker with a soft scowl. Or maybe he just tilted his head down and the shadows caught weird. "Well the offer still stands. I imagine you don't have much time to think on it. My cousin doesn't like being disappointed, and is very particular, as I'm sure you've noticed."

Glaring at the man, hoping the darkness hid her features enough. Little Red held her tongue. She was beginning to feel set up. Mr Foxx ussured her back out same way they came. In doing so he had pressed himself against her. He was hard again, maybe that poor girl from earlier, was in the same predicament as her. Did this psycho really get his kicks off of making women make him hard?

"If you need help, I know the cake she wants." It was whispered in her ear. Disgusted She left without another word. Deciding it was time to visit Grandma again, Red borded the first available bus to the hospital. Mr Foxx's sultry voice ringing in her ear.

It was unlikely Gretel would have time to help, but she would let her use the kitchen. On the other hand, amazing Kitchen and a helper who knows how to help supposedly. Even with condition it might be worth it.