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Chapter 19

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"What do you want to do?" Donald asked glumly as he and Chase laid on either bed in their room. Chase sighed, that was only the hundredth time he'd asked.

"Dad, why don't we go explore the hotel? We've been here thousands of times, but we've never actually walked around." Chase snapped as he stood up. His father hopped off the bed and turned to his son.

"That's a great idea! Lets go!" Donald said enthusiastically as he raced out of the room. Chase sighed and picked up his phone and room key off the table. He followed his father out into the hallway where he stood bouncing. Donald started to dance with his arms moving in synch in a circle. Chase rolled his eyes and walked down the hall. Donald laughed and followed Chase.

"Hey, I thought we we're supposed to be having fun." Donald pouted as they walked down the stairs. Chase turned to see a security camera.

"Oh and I'm sure that security is having the time of their lives. You dancing is about to go viral." Chase said as he pointed to the camera.

"Oh, then we'll just keep the dancing to a minimum." Donald said assertively. He took the led and led them down the hall. They made their way to the pool. Neither of them had brought their swim suits but the each had on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Donald's phone rang as they walked into the pool room.

"Hello, this is Donald Davenport." He answered professionally. There was a laugh on the other side.

"Yes, I was calling on behalf of Leo Dooley." Leo said in a fake voice. Donald sighed.

"Why hello, son." Donald said sarcastically.

"Hey Big D! Leo in the house! Literally, I'm in your house." Leo said simply. Donald's eyes grew wide.

"No, please tell me Tasha's there." Donald said as he began to pace. Leo laughed.

"Yes, Mr. Davenport. Mrs. Davenport-Dooley just so happens to be right next to me. She's handcuffed me to the table- ow!" Leo said. I laughed as I pictured Tasha slapping her son in the arm. Of course she wouldn't handcuff him to the table. Hopefully the kid would be able to not destroy anything without that happening. Donald shook his head as he put Leo and Tasha on speaker.

"What's up Leo?" Donald asked.

"I was just wondering how the conference was going." Leo stated.

"Oh, well..." Donald left off. Chase smirked and took the phone from his father.

"We got kicked out." Chase finished.

"Donald! You got kicked out of the biggest convention of the year?" Tasha yelled as Leo handed her the phone. Donald swiped the phone back as he heard his wife's voice.

"Actually... It's all Chase's fault! He was texting his girlfriend." Donald replied immaturely. Tasha gasped.

"Chase has a girlfriend!" Tasha squealed. Chase rolled his eyes.

"She's not my girlfriend. She just... You know... Fine! She's my girlfriend." Chase called over to the phone before sliding into a pool chair. Donald laughed.

"They broke up the other night but they've been texting twenty four - seven." Donald explained. Tasha squealed on the other side of the phone while Leo scoffed.

"Dude, she's got to be drop dead gorges if she got Chase to actually settle down." Leo teased. Chase jumped up and ripped the phone from his father.

"Excuse me?" Chase hissed at his younger step sibling. Leo laughed.

"Dude, I was kidding. But seriously, you've gone out with models for crying out loud, and you still haven't been able to stay with one girl for more than two weeks. How special is she?" Leo asked. Chase sighed.

"She's amazing." Chase said simply as he let his mind fall back to his girlfriend, or his ex girlfriend. They were technically broken up at the moment. Chase shook his head as he thought of Marcus. He had thrown a deep wedge between he and Bree, and Chase was not okay with that. At least Bree already got him back for it. He could see Marcus begging at Danielle's door as we speak.

"When do we get to meet this special lady friend of yours, Mr. To good for his brother?" Leo asked. Chase rolled his eyes.

"As soon as we get back together." Chase replied with a dry tone. Leo clapped his hands together as Tasha sighed happily.

"We can't wait to meet her, Chase. Now, can you two come home early since you got kicked out?" Tasha asked hopefully. Tasha and Donald had practically been inseparable since their marriage, which was about a year ago. Donald smiled as he heard his wife.

"I don't know. Chase might be willing to surprise Bree." Donald suggested as he took the phone back. Chase thought for a second. That would be nice.

"We'll see what we can do. We're just having so much fun making funny videos for the security here at the hotel."

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"Why won't you tell me more?" Briley whined as she and Bree carried the dresses and pizza into the apartment. Bree rolled her eyes as she threw her stuff onto her sisters couch.

"I won't, because I can't." Bree replied simply before walking into the kitchen with the pizza. Briley groaned.

"Bree! You're going to wrinkle your dress. That's grounds for information. I've got an idea! I'll tell you something if you tell me about your affair with a certain Davenport." Briley bribed as she walked into the kitchen. Bree handed her sister a plate before they took a seat at the bar chairs by the counter. Briley lived here by herself. Although, he fiancé, Brett, usually stayed here if they weren't staying at his place. Brett was out on business just like Chase.

"Fine. But who goes first?" Bree asked before she took a bite of her pizza. Briley clapped her hands.

"You, mines bigger." Briley boasted as she waited impatiently for Bree to start her story.

"Okay. I started working for Greenberg Enterprises, as you know, about four months ago. Marcus, my boss, told me I was to be a double agent at Davenport industries working as Chase Davenport's assistant. I got the job there and was collecting information when Chase and I started to have feelings for each other." Bree started. She paused as she saw Briley's face grow more and more excited by the second.

"So you were working for Marcus and Chase?" Briley asked, clarifying her suspicions.

"Yes. Anyway, Chase and I..." Bree left off, remembering their night together so many months ago. Briley left a sly smile on her face as she waited for Bree to finish.

"Slept together?" Briley asked with a smirk. Bree sighed and nodded.

"Yes. But then word got out that we were seeing each other so Donald Davenport instructed Chase to fire me. I went back to Greenberg with little information so Marcus got mad. He spent three months trying to figure out a way to get me back in when Chase called. We got back together about a week ago when the other night he figured out all of this. That's why we're broken up right now. But, he may have forgiven me. I'm just waiting for him to he back from his trip so we can talk." Bree finished with a smile. Briley gave her a confused look.

"Do you like Chase?" Briley asked unsure of what answer she would get.

"Love. I'm in love with Chase Davenport." Bree said with a smile as she thought of him. She was head over heals for Chase.

"Oh good. Now, are you easy for my news?" Briley asked. Bree nodded.

"Yep, go on." Bree said, urging her sister to continue.

"Bree." Briley said with a smile growing on her face.

"What?" Bree asked worriedly. Briley smiled brightly.

"I'm pregnant."

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