Use Mr. Foxx's kitchen

After her visit with Grandma Little Red started to reflect on what Mr Foxx had said, she didn't want to upset him further and he genuinely did seem like he wanted to help. Even if he was a pervert.

Deciding it was in her best interest to just make this as painless as possible Little Red pulled out her phone and pulled up her contact, Dickhead and called him.

"Ms Red, what a pleasure to hear from you." Mr Foxx's sultry voice lured her closer to her phone's speaker. "Have a change of heart?"

"Yes, I've had time to consider. I would hate the be the bride at a wedding that didn't have a great cake. And since you seem to know your cousin so well." She trailed off not really sure if she had been rambling. "Yes, I'd like to use your kitchen."

"Great! Why don't you come on over we can go shopping together." A door slammed on Mr Foxx's end.

"Oh I don't have any money right now." She sheepishly admit.

"Don't worry about it, I'll pay." An engine started somewhere in the background. "Where are you I'll come pick you up?"

"Oh, that would be great actually." Looking around she noted the street name she was on. "I'm by the hospital."

Telling her he'd be there momentarily Mr Foxx ended the call. Little Red exasperated, sat on the concrete ledge of a city flowerbed. "Maybe this was the right choice, after all I don't even have to buy the ingredients."

A familiar pain started to grow in her lower abdomen. "No, oh no." Looking around she discreetly reached up her skirt and checked herself. Pulling her fingers back she saw the hints of blood. "Shit, fuck," She muttered, wiping the traces of blood in the grass of the flower bed.

Hoping that if even if she did bleed too much, no one could notice it through the black skirt, the only thing she could do was wait for Dickhead to show up and hope that they could make it to the store before she bled through to the seat.

It wasn't much longer after this thought did the man finally pull up on the sidewalk next to her. Rolling down the window he flashed his cocky smile.

"Little Red, a pleasure to see you as always."

Nodding she stood and made her way to his car, opening it she folded her skirt under her. This made it tight when she sat, but now if she leaked there would be an extra layer of protection.

Mr Foxx inhaled deeply as she shut the door, and immediately his vibe changed. His smile was still genuine but it felt more primal when she next looked into his eyes.

"So what store are we going to?" Little Red cleared her throat hoping to feel less awkward.

"The one that's around the corner from the precinct. I have to make a quick stop there, but don't worry we will go to the store first." He shifted into drive.

"Oh thank you, I appreciate that." Embraced she tried to take a subtle long inhail to see if she could smell her own menses. Unable to detect any oders she shivered at the thought of the man next to her being able to smell her even if she couldn't.

"I have to go find something inside the store. So I'll meet you in the bakery isle in about five minutes." Little Red stated the moment they reached the store parking lot.

Pulling into a spot clear across the lot from the store. Mr Foxx puzzled. "I thought you didn't have money. Is there something outside food you need?" He was looking her dead in the eye. She couldn't hold his gaze long.

"It's okay I have a couple of quarters." She mumbled. Then excited and hurried inside the store. Once inside the womans bathroom she found the tampon disposable by the wall and luckily had enough change to get two.

Entering a stall she cleaned herself up. Hoping the blood that ran down her leg wasn't noticed by anyone.

Satisfied she was cleaned up Little Red made her way through the stores layout and found Baking, with Mr Foxx in it casually throwing in ingredients after mildly looking over them.

"Is there anything you want me to grab?" She said as she stepped up to the carts handle.

He nodded handing her a small list. "My cousin, she likes ingredients fresh as possible so please go find the fruit and spices for the cake on this list "

It was an old magazine clipping the first page of a how to German chocolate mint cake. She shrugged and grabbed the list putting and glanced over it. Only a couple the items would be seasonal. "Not everything on here's going to be fresh."

"Mhmm, that's fine." He said. "Just find what you can. I'll be here." He waved her off as he peruse the shelves.

"Okay." She shrugged and left his side to find the produce. First thing she grabbed was fresh mint. She had seen a small plant of it by the lettuce when she walked past produce to the bathroom.

After gathering Coconut and a mix of other items she found her way back to Mr Foxx. "I found what I could." She carefully placed the ingredients in the cart. He took the list not even noticing what she grabbed.

"I'm sure it's fine." He smiled kindly towards her and turned the cart in the direction of checkout. "Shall we go?"

After check-out they headed to the car. Mr Foxx opened up the passenger door for her. She was grateful as her cramps were beginning to hit her full ****. 'Did the seat change.' She thought as she wiggled into place. 'No I had my skirt bunched up.' she reclined the seat slightly allowing her stomach to stretch gently.

Little Red watched as this thug of a man put away a grocery cart like a civilian. Thinking very much he was just as capable of probably snapping a man's neck.

On the way back to the wearhouse Mr Foxx talked about how they would prep everything and start on the actual cake tomorrow.

"Would you be kind enough to drive me back to my hotel tonight?" Little Red asked as they began pulling out bags from the trunk.

"I can do that. I can also offer you a bed here. I've got some spare cloths and an extra room." Mr Foxx was behind her, she could sense him but not physically feel him touching her. He inhailed slowly, making the short hairs on the back of her neck stand.

Turning to face him, she saw the man much further back than she anticipated. Maybe by a couple feet. Then why did she get such a creepy feeling every time her back was turned to the man.

After taking the bags to the kitchen, and putting away the perishables, they gathered the pans and tools they needed to they could start right away the next day. By the time they had gathered everything and put everything else away it was getting dark out. "So what do you say Red," Mr Foxx, stood behind her hands on the counter near her hips. "How about that slumber party offer?" Cocking an eyebrow she began to shake her head. "You'll have your own room, and unless you want to be completely alone in this big ass warehouse. I'll be sleeping in my office, I have a pullout couch."