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2026-03-24 03:49:50
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Love, Lies, and I Do 82 - Moving On Up
Over a wonderful dinner, India brought up the important matter she's been waiting to discuss with Denver. "Baby, I think it's time for us to move. We have been living here for a few years since the wedding. Now I really love this place because it's our first home together. But it’s time to get us a new address.""I hear you, sweetheart. Anything for my baby?” He said with cheer in his voice. "I feel like we need to set it as a serious goal, something for us to work on. If not physically, mentally, and emotionally, we need to have it on our minds. Then it's just not as comfortable as it used to be, and with so many strange people moving into the area, I don’t feel as safe as I used to. So, can we look for a house away from the city?" "Why out of the city,y India? You know how convenient it is for me to live in the city. The apartment is so close to work." "I know, Den, there are a lot of pluses to us living here. All the conveniences I get are the corner store, gas station, and bus
Love, Lies, and I Do 81 -Guess Whose Having a Baby?
The morning sunlight dappled through the kitchen windows, catching on Vanessa’s copper mug as she poured herself a tall glass of orange juice. She paused, one hand absently tracing the gentle swell just beginning to show beneath her oversized T-shirt. She couldn’t help smiling—a private, giddy little smile that she hadn’t been able to shake for days.She was pregnant.The word itself felt warm and fizzy, like a secret she’d been dying to shout from the rooftops. She’d spent the past week daydreaming about baby names, imagining tiny socks and impossibly small hands wrapped around her finger. She’d pictured Marcus—her Marcus—cradling their child, falling in love all over again.But when she’d told him—her heart pounding, her voice trembling with excitement—his reaction had been nothing as she’d imagined.Marcus had stared, wide-eyed, the color draining from his face. “Pregnant? Now? Vanessa, we said we’d plan for this. I’m not… I’m not ready to be a dad.”She’d tried to laugh it off at
Love, Lies, and I Do 80 - Forgiveness in Small Doses
The first hint of spring danced on the breeze as Denver drove west, the city skyline shrinking in the rearview mirror. India leaned back in the passenger seat, her face turned toward the sun, eyes closed. She looked peaceful, but Denver could sense the tension in her fingers, the way she twisted her wedding ring absently. He reached over, lacing his fingers through hers, and she squeezed back, giving him a small, grateful smile.They were headed away from Denver's family and toward India’s—the Joneses, who lived on the other side of town in a neighborhood humming with children’s laughter and the sizzle of backyard grills on weekends. Denver could feel the difference already, like breathing in fresh air after days in a stuffy room.“I’m glad we’re doing this,” India said finally, breaking the silence. “I just... I need a break. Your family, your mom—everything’s been so heavy.”He nodded. “You don’t have to explain. I need this, too. Let’s just be us for a while.”As they turned onto I
Love, Lies, and I Do 79- Getting It Off My Chest
The Sunday sun spilled through the big kitchen window, lighting up the table where the Kincaid family had gathered for dinner. The scent of roasted chicken and fresh herbs filled the air, mingling with the low hum of conversation and the occasional clink of silverware. The table was full—Alan at the head, Sharon beside him, Denver and India shoulder to shoulder, Beth and her boyfriend laughing softly at the far end. But even with all the warmth and noise, an undercurrent of tension pulsed beneath the surface.Denver was unusually quiet, pushing his food around his plate, barely touching the potatoes Sharon had mashed just the way he liked. India squeezed his hand under the table, giving him an encouraging look. Across from them, Sharon kept eyeing her son, her lips pressed into a thin line. She’d invited Leah, of course—sent an elaborate text and even called—but Leah had politely declined, saying she “needed some time.”Sharon hadn’t said much about it, but India noticed the way her m
Love, Lies, and I Do 78 -Standing up For A Friend
Denver’s hands trembled as he poured black coffee into Marcus’s mug the next morning, the familiar clink and hiss of the kitchen somehow grounding him. The sun was barely up, but the night’s events pressed on his chest like a weight he couldn’t shake.Marcus eyed his friend over the rim of his mug. “You look like you got hit by a truck, man. Didn’t you have a date night with India?”Denver rubbed at his face, the lines of exhaustion deepening. “I thought I did. But it wasn’t India who sent that message. It was my mother. She set me up, Marcus. She wanted me to meet Leah in a hotel room.”He let the words spill out—how Sharon had texted him pretending to be India, how Leah was waiting in lingerie, how everything unraveled in a tangle of old wounds and new betrayal.Marcus’s jaw dropped. “Wait. Ms. Kincaid did what? Your mom set you up to cheat on your wife—with Leah?”Denver nodded miserably. “Leah said she thought I wanted to see her. But the whole thing was Mom’s idea. She’s been try
Love, Lies, and I Do 77 - The Problem is Who?
Denver’s phone buzzed as he pulled into the driveway, the evening sky streaked with the last hints of gold. He’d been looking forward to a quiet night at home with India, maybe some takeout and a movie. But the message glowing on his screen changed his plans.Room 613. The Westview Hotel. I want tonight to be just us. Come to me. — IA thrill ran through him. India could be spontaneous, and their relationship always thrived on little surprises. Maybe after the run-in at the mall—after the way Sharon had been—India wanted to do something special, something just for them. He smiled, texted her a quick “On my way,” and headed downtown, anticipation building.The Westview was swanky and discreet, with plush carpets and gilded elevators. Denver’s heart raced as he rode up, picturing India waiting for him, maybe wearing something that would drive him wild. The thought made his pulse quicken. He knocked softly on the door, then tried the handle. It was unlocked.Inside, the lights were dimme
Love, Lies, and I Do 8. Trouble Looms
The knock at the door was thunderous, shaking the picture frames on Denver’s walls. You would have thought it was the police. India stiffened, eyes wide and red from hours of silent tears. Denver pressed his palm to her shoulder, steadying her—steadying himself. He’d been preparing for this moment
Love, Lies, and I Do 7. The Calm Before The Storm
"I've got to be honest, I feel nervous," India said, looking at him sincerely. "Okay, red or white?""Red is as good as any," India said.Denver walked away feeling relieved that he wasn't the only one nervous about all of this. He picked up two glasses. She needed a drink too. Denver took a seat
Love, Lies, and I Do 16. I'm Sprung Over You
Denver had risen early, thinking about the way she kissed him. His thoughts seemed clearer than ever before. “I’m a married man. This isn’t a joke. Maybe it's temporary, but at this moment, I’m someone’s husband in real life. And that someone is India.” As their honeymoon days came and went, Denve
Love, Lies, and I Do 14. Opening Her Heart, to His
India had to admit, it wasn't that Denver made it terribly uncomfortable for her. She realized that the kiss, with that glass of wine, made it feel like more than just being friends was happening between them. But she kept in mind that drinking always made her relax, but she wondered if she was l
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