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bitch.”

Macon managed to move out of Elise’s arms, but Ally had had enough. It was time to stake her claim and let the Elises of the world understand what happened when she tried to take a Georgia girl’s man.

Ally held the umbrella like a baseball bat and managed to see Elise through a haze of red mist that seemed to have filtered into the room. “I told you to get your hands off him.”

Elise finally seemed to give a damn. She jumped back. “Macon, tell your crazy girlfriend to lay off.”

Macon stood up and sighed. “Yeah, I think we’re past that now. Don’t kill her, baby. Taggart, I’ll take one of those beers. If she can flame out on my ex-wife, I can have a single beer.”

“Feel free.” Macon could have a six-pack and not scare her. They had moved past that particular trigger. He was probably a very affectionate drunk. “I will take care of this situation.” She focused all her attention on the woman who’d had a hand on her man. “Get out now and don’t you dare come back.”

Elise took a step toward the lobby. “Macon, you need to protect me.”

Macon was sitting down with Big Tag and had that long overdue beer in his hand. “I already gave a leg for my country, Elise. I’m all out of protection for anyone I’m not actively fucking. Unfortunately, you’re up against the crazy lady I am screwing on a regular basis, so you’re on your own. Ally, you know we’re going to have a long talk after this is done, right?”

He was going to require a short period of complete obedience and she would give it to him. She brought the umbrella down on the table right in front of Elise, glorying in the way she jumped.

“The next time that’s going to be your head,” Ally vowed.

“You pathetic piece of trash. You can’t keep him,” Elise said with a snarl. She held her handbag up like it was protection. “When he wakes up he’s going to realize he needs a woman with some class, someone he can be proud of.”

The words cut, but she wasn’t about to let that show to Elise Miles. God, she was jealous. She hated the fact that the woman still had his name. How could he have married this cold woman? Except that Elise was right and he needed someone well bred, someone who could move through society properly.

“Out,” Ally yelled and she realized she had more than a small audience now. She turned slightly and saw that Chef Taggart, Eric, and the rest of the crew had come out of the kitchen and were actively watching the scene being performed in front of them.

Yeah, she was making quite the impression, but she couldn’t back down now. If she was about to get fired, she was going to make sure there was a damn good reason behind it. She marched on Elise.

Those five-inch heels could really move when they wanted to. Elise hauled her skinny ass toward the front door.

“Macon!” Elise shouted, her arms out as though they could protect her. “Macon, please.”

“It pleases Macon to not have anything to do with you.” Macon yawned and tipped back his beer. “We’re divorced. We’re going to stay that way. Go back to New York. Find some other rich idiot to take care of you. The bank’s closed here. I’m a working man now.”

“If you would talk to your father,” Elise pleaded.

Ally was done talking. She swung the umbrella, narrowly missing the blonde, but then she’d planned it that way.

Elise screamed and Taggart shouted out something about a swing and a miss.

Ally chased the lovely Elise right out onto the street. The minute she could, she locked the door. That woman wasn’t getting back in.

“And stay out. You aren’t welcome at Top.” She turned, her hands still on the umbrella.

Big Tag and Jake clapped, but they weren’t the only ones. She looked over and the entire kitchen staff plus Deena, Tiffany, and Jenni were cheering her on. Thank god.

Chef Taggart gave her a thumbs-up. “Way to take out the trash, Ally.”

But Macon frowned her way. He stood as she walked back into the dining room. “Chef’s office. Now.”

“Back to work. We’ve got dinner soon. And Miles, I’ll handle the glaze, but you better clean up after yourself, if you know what I mean,” Chef said.

She turned again, well aware her trouble was just starting.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Macon closed the door behind him without looking over at Ally.