All Chapters of Love, Lies, and I Do: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

111 Chapters

91 - Who’s The Best Man?

Four hours after their plane touched down near Papeete, Marcus and Denver strolled out of the airport, the humid Tahitian air thick with the scent of gardenia and sea salt. They paused in front of a gleaming red sports convertible, its curves catching the late afternoon sun.Denver grinned, dangling the keys. "Come on, Marcus, you know you’re too uptight to handle this thing on island roads."Marcus snatched the keys with a smirk. "Says the guy who still uses his blinker in parking lots. Let’s see if you can keep up."They tossed their bags in the trunk, each trying to outdo the other over who deserved to drive. Denver grinned, dangling the keys. "Come on, Marcus, you know you’re too uptight to handle this thing on island roads."Marcus snatched the keys with a smirk. "Says the guy who still uses his blinker in parking lots. Let’s see if you can keep up."Denver laughed, his voice echoing above the distant roar of waves. "Keep up? Please. The only thing you’re good at is finding the ne

92 - Are You Little Jealous?

This was as close to perfect as the lovers and friends could imagine being. They all sipped their drinks. Vanessa remarked to India, “Hot,” and the girls giggled. “No pun intended,” India says. “You’re ogling over the fire dancers, aren’t you?” Marcus asked. Vanessa gave him an innocent stare. “Who, me?” He shook his head. “Only hours after being here and you’re checking out other guys and getting excited over them?” He made a tsking sound with his teeth.She swatted him on the arm. “Hey, I’m still allowed to look. I look at them, but I’m touching you.” Vanessa winked. Marcus sent her a look that was filled with more heat than the fire dancers' stage. “Okay, that sounds like something I can handle.”“Man, that’s the part I’m looking forward to.” Denver chimed in. India grinned. “What do you think I’m looking forward to?” She sipped her Mai Tai again, watching as the three guys swirled their sticks in the air, coming close to hitting the colorful woven tarps draped on the walls b

93 - Vibrant Island Night

The short walk down the boardwalk brought the bungalow into view. As both of them saw them come into view, it was as if a fire had been lit, building in intensity! Marcus began kissing her under the stars and in the night sky, stopping every so many steps along the way.Marcus wanted to feel her tongue. Vanessa slid it hesitantly against his, making his already intoxicated brain completely evaporate. He knew at this moment, the only head that was doing any thinking was the one begging to be released from his pants.Marcus gripped her hips while kissing her, never breaking the connection of their mouths. She sways against his rock-hard erection, as he almost loses it, wanting to stop and have her right there on this dark boardwalk. The friction was enough to drive a sane man out of his mind with delirium.They finally made it to his bungalow. Once inside, clothes went flying as if they were scorching their flesh! It was as if someone had set their clothes on fire, and they had to be q

94 - Intoxicated With You

He whispers in her ear, "What are you doing to me?" The words made her mouth come over his mouth, kissing him. "Thanks for all you do, you make life so fun, Denver says. “To be honest, I really need your help." "What is it? Are you serious?" He attempted to sit up but was too intoxicated. India was tipsy too, as her head was spinning, and so was Denver’s as they both laughed, falling back on the grass outside his bungalow. They had taken the beach route to get to the bungalow, but lay down, looking up at the stars that took his breath away, never moving to go inside.“What can I do? I’ll do anything for you.” Denver stated sexily.India moved closer to him, creeping forward as he reached for her hand, and pulling her on top of him. Her body was straddled across Denver's long, lean, hot body. She held her breath once his fingers touched her, then his neck, and cupped her face; she exhaled. Gently, Denver guided her face and lips to his.Her pulse quickened with anticipation for t

95- News of A New Addition

The last rays of the Tahitian sun slipped behind the horizon, painting the sky in hues of coral and lavender. The air was thick with the scent of frangipani and the gentle hush of the waves, as India and Vanessa stood arm in arm on the veranda of their overwater bungalow. They watched their husbands, Denver and Marcus, splashing each other in the turquoise water below, their laughter echoing across the lagoon.Vanessa nudged India with a grin. “Would you look at them? Who would’ve thought?”India smiled, her heart swelling with relief and happiness. After weeks of tension, awkward silences, and unresolved arguments, it was almost surreal to see Denver and Marcus acting like brothers again. The vacation had worked its magic, peeling away the layers of resentment and pride, leaving behind the solid friendship that had once been the bedrock of their partnership—and their families.“Let’s take a picture,” India said, fishing her phone from her beach bag.Vanessa rolled her eyes, but oblig

96- Through the Darkest Night

“We have some disturbing news,” the officer started, his tone clipped and his eyes grave. India’s heart stuttered in her chest. Something in his voice—too calm, too practiced—set the air in the room on edge. The flicker of candlelight suddenly seemed sinister. India clutched the back of a chair, her knuckles white.“Ma’am, Mr. Kincaid was in a car accident on Highway 1 around 6 p.m.”“Denver?” The word tore from her throat, raw and panicked. “I can’t hear anymore. I don’t want to hear anymore, sir. What hospital is he at?” She didn’t wait for an answer before grabbing her purse, her mind racing. “Take me to him. Please. Now.”The officers exchanged a look and nodded. “We’ll escort you, ma’am.”The drive to the hospital was a blur of red and blue lights, her hands shaking in her lap, her breath shallow and quick. She pressed her forehead to the cool glass window, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. Nothing else in the world mattered now except getting to Denver. India silently

97 - A Hard Fight Back To You

The days after the accident were some of the hardest of Denver's life. He went through bouts of depression, though, going to therapy for weeks now, he was still feeling less than a man.“I must get out of this stupid chair. I should be able to walk by now. I can’t have my pregnant wife waiting on me hand and foot.”He mumbled this afternoon, determined to prove to himself that he was making progress, Denver tried to stand up from his wheelchair in the quiet living room. The house was still; the only sound was the faint hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. He braced his hands on the armrests, gritted his teeth, and pushed with every ounce of strength he had left in his battered legs.But his body betrayed him. His legs, weak and unsteady, buckled beneath his weight. He collapsed to the floor with a soft thud, the pain sharp and immediate. Denver tried to call out for help, but India had gone shopping. No one answered. He sat there in the dim room, shadows creeping across the wall

98 -Family, Surprise & Chaos

If there ever was a time India wished for a referee, it was now. Nine months pregnant, feeling approximately the size of a small hatchback, she was about to attempt the impossible: blending the Kincaids and the Joneses under one roof for the impending arrival of a brand-new, first-ever grandchild. If the baby didn’t decide to make their entrance soon, India was convinced her mother and mother-in-law might just wrestle for naming rights in the living room.The festivities kicked off at the airport, where India and Denver sat side by side, people-watching and laughing about the latest round of baby name suggestions. Denver had just finished recounting his mother Sharon’s insistence that “all good names begin with ‘D’” when he glanced up and froze.“India! They’re here.”“Where?!” India twisted in her seat, nearly knocking over her tote bag, before she spotted the familiar cluster of Joneses standing a little further away, scanning the crowd. India’s heart skipped—she hadn’t seen her mom

99 - Challenges Of Parenthood

The sunlight filtered softly through the nursery window, dappling the pale yellow walls with golden warmth. India perched on the edge of the rocking chair, cradling her newborn daughter, Dinella Joy Kincaid, in her arms. Her tiny hand gripped her finger with surprising strength, and Denver’s footsteps pacing the hallway formed a background hum to their new family symphony.Motherhood, India thought, was nothing like the blogs or the books had described. No one mentioned the exhaustion that seeped into her bones, or the unpredictable waves of emotions of dealing with postpartum, not to mention that came with each late-night feeding. Baby Dinella was only six weeks old, but India already felt like she’d lived a lifetime in those sleepless nights.Denver poked his head into the nursery, his face etched with fatigue. “You want me to take her for a bit?” he asked, voice gentle but weary.India shook her head, offering him a tired smile. They’d been tag-teaming for weeks—Denver taking the e

100 -Sunshine, Smoke, and Baby Laughter

India came awake slowly, her body deliciously heavy under the sheets. A languid warmth filled her limbs, the kind that only followed a night of rediscovered intimacy. She lay still for a moment, letting her mind drift back to the hours before dawn—the soft hush of the house, the crumpled sheets, the way Denver’s hands had mapped every new curve of her, reverent and hungry all at once. After two months of exhaustion, late-night feedings, and feeling more like a milk machine than a woman, last night had been different. Last night, she and Denver had finally found each other again.The memory made her blush in the quiet, gray light. Her muscles ached in places she’d almost forgotten about, a delicious proof that she was still alive, still desired, still India. She ran her fingers along the bedsheet, remembering Denver’s laughter when she’d insisted he was going to wake the baby. He’d only grinned and pulled her closer, whispering that the world could wait just a little longer.She rolled

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