Second Chances

Chapter 12

Since Luke had decided to tone down the fighting, he had been spending more time at the club. He said it was for business purposes, but everyone knew he went to the club to clear his head most nights. He wanted nothing more than to be with Mackenzie again, but she wasn't having it. She didn't want him that way anymore and it broke his heart. He rubbed his face and sat at the bar. He swirled his scotch around his glass before taking a sip. "What's a guy like you drinking alone for?" A sexy redhead asked, sitting on the stool next to him.

"My love life has gone to shit, that's what for." Luke sighed and downed his drink before smiling at her, taking in her appearance. She was very attractive, Luke couldn't deny that. She was wearing a tight lace black dress with black strappy heels. She was the type of girl that the old Luke would have certainly gone for. But since Mackenzie, she wasn't his type anymore. There was a part of him, though, that he hated. A part of him that him just to get with this girl and get over Mackenzie. He cursed himself for thinking it.

"I'm Layla, and I think I can fix your love problem." She smirked and ran her fingers along his thigh. "You look like you could use a good fuck." She said leaning in and placing a kiss below his ear. He grimaced slightly, a little uncomfortable with the contact from this girl but then slightly smirked as he saw her walk in, knowing that her jealousy would take over. Mackenzie had just walked into the club as Layla kissed Luke's skin. She knew she wasn't Luke's girlfriend anymore, but she also knew that Luke was hers forever and always. Her jealousy was beginning to take over. She took a deep breath and walked over to Luke.

"Hi, baby, I'm sorry I'm late. The traffic was unreal tonight." Mackenzie kissed Luke's cheek, glaring at the new girl. "Oh, did you make a new friend?"

"I'm Layla, and you are?" Layla crossed her arms and glared at Mackenzie. Mackenzie scoffed at the girl in her mind. Who did she think she was?

"I'm Mackenzie, Luke's girlfriend." She smiled and perched herself on Luke's lap. His arms instinctively wrapped themselves around her waist. She wrapped her arm around Luke's shoulders and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was passionate and filled with emotion, a kind of kiss Luke hadn't received from her in a while. She pulled away much too soon for Luke's liking.

"I don't believe you. He was just telling me how his love life has gone to shit." Layla smirked at Mackenzie, as if she knew something Mackenzie didn't.

"Oh, no. He didn't mean that, we're pretty happy together. You were just messing with her, weren't you?" Mackenzie looked at Luke and he was too lost in her eyes to comprehend her question.

"Yeah." He smiled softly, pulling her closer. Mackenzie smiled and got up.

"Let's go dance, baby." She held Luke's hand, lacing her fingers with his, dragging him away from the bar to a slightly more remote area of the club. "You didn't actually want her, did you?" Mackenzie asked, looking up at Luke as they stopped.

"All I want is you, and all I need is you." Luke smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly. She smiled and wrapped her arm around his neck. She giggled softly as Luke spun her around. "You look beautiful, where did you get this dress?"

"Bryana and I went shopping today." She smiled, glancing over to where Layla was now chatting with another man, she smiled victoriously and let go of Luke and took a step back. He paused for a second, his eyes wandering to where she was looking. As he caught the image, he understood. She did that so Layla would back off, her jealousy caused her too. She didn't want to spend the night with him, she just didn't want him to move on. Luke's smile faded as he looked at her, his face turning cold.

"We need to talk, come with me." He said grabbing her hand in his and storming off towards toward his office. She caught the eye of Bryana along the way, who shot her a confused look. She shrugged and then signalled for her not to worry. As they reached his office Mackenzie pulled her hand from his crossing it over her chest. He turned away from her and leaned onto his desk, taking a deep breathe before turning around to look at her.

"What do we have to talk about?" She looked up at him, confusion evident in her eyes.

"You need to make a fucking choice, Mackenzie." Luke sighed. "You can either be with me, as a couple; or, we stop fucking and we just get over each other."

"Luke, I-"

"I'm tired of having sex with you and thinking that we're finally going to be together again, only to have you tell me it wouldn't work. I'm tired of the false hope, Mackenzie." Luke crossed his arms. "You need to make a decision."

"Okay, Luke, I-" Mackenzie started, but Luke was already out of the room. She sighed and leaned against his desk. "I need to find Michael." She shook her head and walked out of the room. She saw Michael at the bar and made her way over. "Mikey, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah, what's up?" He asked, looking at her frazzled appearance.

"Luke gave me an ultimatum. It's either be with him, or get over him." She looked down. "I don't know what to do, Mike. I love him, but Romeo would kill us both."

"Don't worry about Romeo. We're all here to keep both of you safe. This is about your feelings for Luke and his feelings for you." Michael pulled her to his chest and hugged her tight. "If you really love him, be with him." Michael rubbed her back and she sighed against his suit jacket and nodded. This was going to be the hardest choice she ever made.