Those green eyes fix onto me. “What did you say?”

I take a deep breath. “I said, ‘You’re welcome to leave’. There are other food places in town. Maybe the pub would be a good choice if you want your food faster. They sell packets of potato chips. You get given them as soon as you pay. Novel concept. I know.”

Walking around the counter, I don’t stop until I get to the table. I smile at Trina. “It’s okay. I’ll take it from here.”

“Back home, the customer’s always right,” Jessie says.

I take a look around. Every single eye in the place is on me. I can’t let my temper control me, but I sure as shit am not going to put up with her any longer.

“In case you hadn’t noticed, Jessie, you’re not back home anymore. You’re in my diner. And I’m telling you to get out.”

With a flare of her nostrils, she stands, and storms toward the door. “This isn’t over. At least I’m not whoring it up on the set with any man who’ll take me into his trailer.”

“If whoring it up means having sex with my boyfriend who’s also the father of my child, then I guess that makes me a whore.”

Behind me, someone starts to clap. I don’t want to drop my gaze, but I bet anything it’s Pania.

Jessie scowls. The door opens, and of all people to walk in …

“Uhh everything okay?” Josh looks between Jessie and me.

She barges past him out the door, and I’m left breathing heavily, still watching the exit.

“Good on you, girl.” Dave pats me on the shoulder as he passes me to leave.

“That was awesome.” Pania’s voice comes from behind me.

Josh reaches me, and takes my hands in his. “Are you okay? What happened?”

“Jessie diva happened. She’s just so awful.”

“Delaney, take a breath.” He’s so close, and I throw my arms around his neck and squeeze him tight.

“I’m fine. She was just a complete bitch to Trina, so I told her to leave. She had a tantrum.”

“Mummy said the B-word.” A little voice comes from behind me.

Shit.

“Sounds like it’s the right word to use.” He grimaces. “I’ll be glad when this is all over. I’m never making a romantic comedy again. It’s so not funny.”

“She called Mummy a whore. What’s that?” Amelia asks.

“It’s a not very nice thing to say and you are never saying it again.” I let go of Josh and walk to Amelia, wrapping my arms around her.

“She was such a bully, Mummy. Just like Oscar at school He’s a meanie.”

“I hope he’s not a meanie to you.”

She shakes her head. “No, but he’s mean to Lucas sometimes.”