Love, Lust & Lies (season one)✔️

S1E25

QUINTON JACKSON-Tough Breaks Playa

It was Thanksgiving and all the Jacksons usually got together as a family. He did not feel they had much to be thankful about. Plus now, there was even more drama.

The day before, he was trying to leave his office early when Monica stopped by. He had not said a word to her since their last argument. He thought it was all over and done with till she dropped a bomb.

"I'm pregnant."

He stared at her like she had two heads.

"What the fuck does that have to do with me?"

"It's yours."

"How the fuck can it be mine when we only fucked one time and I wore a condom?"

"Are you dumb? You know that ain't a hundred percent."

"I know you have a man you are probably fucking every night, why the hell would I think it's mine?"

"Because it is. Devon was out of town at that time and we weren't getting busy anyway. He was tripping. So I know it's yours."

"Bitch, you got me all fucked up."

"Bitch? I wasn't a bitch when you had me across your desk. Fucking pig! It's your baby and you're going to take care of it," she said and stormed out of the office.

Instead of going home, he went to see Sasha. She never liked him coming over to her house for their rendezvous, but to hell with that, he needed her.

She did not put up much of a fight. They were undressed and in his brother's bed within minutes. The sex was good, but he just wanted to talk. He lay in his brother's bed, naked, with his wife, and held her in his arms.

"Sasha, I'm going to tell Antonio about us."

Sasha was cuddled against his chest, but she moved away. "No way!"

"I can't keep doing this to him."

"I'm not leaving Antonio for you, so give it up."

"Why not?" He kissed over her neck and rubbed her inner thigh. "You don't love me, baby?"

"It's just sex Q."

"Great sex. Sex my brother ain't giving you."

Sasha tried to pull away from him, but he held her tighter. "He does, it's just...different."

"We're better together, you know it!" He pulled her close and kissed her soft lips. He admitted to himself, that this was more than sex, he cared for Sasha. "I want to take care of you. I want to make you my wife."

He had never said that to a woman.

"You can't be serious Q!"

"I am. Sasha, please marry me. I need you."

Sasha pried herself from his arms and jumped from the bed.

"No! No, and it's over Q. I mean it. I love my husband. This is so wrong. He'll hate me if he ever found out about us. He'll hate you. Don't ruin our lives, Quinton. Let me go."

He could not, but he would try. He dressed and headed home to his lonely place.

So, hanging with his family on Thanksgiving was not joyous for him. His brother whom he cared about, he was also jealous of. His brother's wife, who he wanted for himself, loved his brother. His sister, sleeping with the enemy. His only nephew, the son of the man he hated. His three nieces he rarely saw, thanks to a bitch of a sister-in-law he still held a grudge to.

No one ever loved him.

Poor, poor Quinton.

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