"Where has Luke been for the last 2 weeks?" Mackenzie asked as she stirred the macaroni and cheese.
"He's been at the ring." Calum said. He hopped up on the counter and watched as Mackenzie stirred. "He's up against the biggest champion tonight. Luke's a tiny little thing compared to Lou Bringhold." Calum laughed.
"What?!" Mackenzie yelled, dropping her stirring spoon. Calum widened his eyes and watched the spoon hit the floor.
"It's okay, Luke's been training for this. He's been training nonstop, he's had the highest winning streak of anyone at the ring." Calum got off the counter and picked up the spoon.
"I need to be there. I have to make sure he's okay." Mackenzie grabbed her coat.
"No way in hell are you going down there, Mackenzie. Luke would kill us if we let you go there." Ashton stood in front of her.
"Ashton, please. I have to watch this fight. I can't stay here knowing Luke is possibly going to get hurt." She begged, looking up at him. "I promise, I'll be safe." She grabbed her keys and slid her shoes on.
"Call me when you get there, just so I know you're safe." Ashton sighed. She kissed his cheek softly and walked out to her car. She got in and quickly drove to the ring. She left her car in the alley and ran inside.
"Ma'am, you can't go in there without paying!" A guard yelled as she tried to get into the arena.
"I'm Luke Hemmings' girlfriend. I need to get in there." Mackenzie tried to push past him. He gripped her arms and held her back.
"You need to leave." He growled, pushing her back.
"Hey! Get your hands off the pregnant lady! She's carrying your boss' child!" One of the other guards yelled as he walked to the box office.
"Shit, I'm sorry, ma'am. I'll bring you to the box." He held onto her and walked into the arena with her. He walked her to the box and helped her sit down.
"Can you call Ashton Irwin and tell him I made it here? I left my phone at the house." Mackenzie looked up at the guard and he nodded. He walked back up the aisle and to his post. Mackenzie looked toward the ring and sighed when she locked eyes with Luke. "Be careful." She said softly. Luke nodded and made a heart with hands, before pointing and blowing a kiss at her. Mackenzie smiled softly and made a heart back, blowing a kiss. The bell dinged and Lou Bringhold threw a punch at Luke's cheek, knocking him down. Mackenzie let out a scream and covered her mouth. "Luke!" She yelled, watching him get up. He planted his footing and threw a punch to the champion in front of him. Mackenzie rubbed her stomach nervously as she watched Luke continue to throw punches at the much larger man. The bell dinged once more and a woman in a skimpy referee outfit walked around the outside of the ring, holding a large sign labeled "Round 2." Mackenzie sighed and watched Luke as he sipped his water. She stood up carefully and walked out of the arena.
"Miss, are you alright?" One of the guards from earlier asked her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't watch him get hurt." She shook her head and walked down the hallway toward Luke's office. She passed a large plaque, not thinking much of it. She carefully took a few steps back and looked at the silver plaque.
In Loving Memory of Brett Montgomery, the inspiration behind the ring. Thank you for believing in me and believing in us.
Tears filled Mackenzie's eyes as she read the memoir. She looked down at her stomach and rubbed gently. "Daddy always has the subtlest ways of showing how much he cares." She giggled sadly and wiped her eyes. She smiled and took a picture of the plaque, sending it to her mother.
Look what Luke put up at his boxing ring. He dedicated the place to Dad. -M
That boy has a weird way of showing his emotions. But I'm glad he gave something back to your father. Call soon! xoxo -G
Mackenzie smiled and walked down the hall to Luke's office. She walked in and took a seat at Luke's desk. It was almost identical to his office at the club. She sat at his desk and looked at the pictures he had on his desk. There were pictures of the boys, of his childhood dog. But, what surprised her the most, was the picture of her and Luke that he had framed on the corner of his desk. She didn't even know someone had taken a picture at that time. It was at her 21st birthday party. She was looking up at Luke like he was the sun after a cloudy day. She was smiling so brightly. She picked up the picture to look at it closer. "That's my favorite picture of us." She jumped slightly as he spoke.
"Jesus, Luke, you scared me." She smiled and set the picture down. "Who took it?"
"Michael did. He thought it was cute because you looked at me like I was the only one in the room." He grinned, walking over to her. "It's also my favorite picture for that reason, as well." He knelt in front of her and held her hands. "Mackenzie, I'm so sorry for the way we left things."
"No, Luke, I'm sorry. I didn't mean the things I said. I was just upset that you kept leaving all the time." She rubbed his hands and sighed. She looked at the bruise on his cheek. "You shouldn't have fought him.."
"Baby, I won." Luke grinned. "I beat the undefeated champion."
"I don't care, Luke. You put yourself in danger." Mackenzie sighed and rubbed Luke's cheek gently.
"I'm alright, love. Don't worry about me." He smiled softly and placed his hands on her stomach. "How's Baby Hemmo doing today?"
"He's alright." Mackenzie smiled and rubbed her stomach. "I want to name him Caden.."
"You've been thinking about names?" Luke looked up at her. She nodded and placed her hands over his.
"I looked at names online and I really liked Caden." She smiled and held Luke's hands again.
"I think it's perfect." Luke grinned. He kissed her hands gently. "I want you to go home and get some rest, okay. I've got a couple things I have to do here for the fight, and then I'm coming home."
"Wait, Luke. Why did you get the plaque for my father?" Mackenzie suggested, but Luke shook his head.
"When I first met your dad, he was watching boxing on TV. He told me that he wanted his daughter to date a boxer, so he could protect her. That's why I started the ring." Luke smiled. "Now, get yourself home, love."
"I can wait for you." Mackenzie suggested.
"I'd feel better if you were at home with the boys. Just, don't fall asleep yet. I want you to be awake when I get home." Luke pressed a soft kiss to her lips and helped her stand up.
"Alright, I love you, Luke." She smiled softly, rubbing her slightly protruding stomach. She couldn't believe she only had 3 months before she could hold her baby boy.
"I love you, too, Mac."
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