SANGUINE | CHASE DAVENPORT

1.1 | Accidental Discovery

Capítulo I- Descubrimiento Accidental

Patience Valmorida carried Leo's bags as they waddled to the front door. She was still in shock from seeing the mansions up the valley and her best friend Leo's stepdad's mansion. She often liked to view houses as she passed them by as her dad drove through neighborhoods, but nothing she had seen matched up to this. The mansion was on the peek of the valley and cast over the ocean in the canyons. Glass pans reflected the daylight nearly blinding her vision. Only the first two floors were visible out of the five floors Leo had mentioned once. A motorcycle was parked underneath a covered area making her and her best friend giggle.

However, the giggling stopped when Mr. Davenport and Tasha began flirting in front of them. He whisked her up from her feet and welcomingly carried her in his arms. Leo and Patience were the only ones carrying bags behind them as Mr. Davenport carried her to their now-shared mansion.

Patience could count the times she had seen Mr. Davenport on her fingers. She had mostly known about him from what Leo, Tasha, and the internet told her. Well, she can't say the internet because it is known to twist words and stories. She liked to think of him as this world's Tony Stark without the super suit and superhero team.

Patience's arms ached from the heavy items Leo had in his bags. The walk-up made it slightly more difficult than it had to be. As a newlywed wife, Tasha was in Donald Davenport's arms as he opened the door to his mansion. He spun her around as she squealed. He warmly welcomed her in, "Welcome to your new home, Mrs. Davenport."

Tasha giggled, "Why, thank you, Mr. Davenport."

His forehead pressed against hers, "Absolutely, Mrs. Davenport."

Leo grimaced at the suggestive tone Mr. Davenport used. He and Patience bumped into each other entering through the door. Their miscommunication about who would go in first only led to pain shooting up their arms from the hard door frame. They squeezed through and dropped their bags on the floor with heavy exhales.

Leo complained, "We get it. You got married. It's getting old." Mr. Davenport carefully let Tasha's feet on the ground. The two 14- year-olds averted their attention from the wed couple to the layout of the mansion.

While Leo's eyes landed on the flat-screen tv first, Patience's eyes landed on the plants decorating the home. Vibrant colors blended the home together making it feel warm and inviting. She expected the mansion to be empty from the amount of space it had. Colorful throw pillows sat on top of the plush grey couch in front of the television. Ferns stuck out from a compartment behind it to give the home fresh air. Many indoor plants were scattered around the great room in pots, separated into their own small gardens, and sticking out of vases.

Patience had to control herself to keep off from wandering the home. She excitingly said, "You like to plant, too?"

"Well, not necessarily, but they do make the wonderful decor. Don't you think?" he questioned back with a smile. She quickly nodded with her eyes roaming the home.