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Sienna nodded.

“Then you have nothing to apologize for.”

“But,” Maya said, “you need to figure out the social media thing.”

Piper’s expression became serious. “Within the next five years, I would say.”

Sienna laughed. “Yes,mom.” As her sisters laughed again, she turned a smile to Fenn and he saw relief in her eyes. She’d made her choice, but their support and approval still meant a lot to her.

He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

“Do you actually have a plan?” Maya asked.

“I’m going to start tomorrow,” Sienna said, looping her fingers around his. “I don’t know how hard or easy it will be, so today could potentially be my last day as a mere mortal.” She grinned at her own words. She tensed for a brief second, then, and wiggled in her seat until she’d pulled her phone from her pocket with her free hand. “That’s odd…”

Fenn couldn’t stop himself from tilting his head to read the screen over her shoulder. The logo for that coffee shop she loved so much was the first thing that caught his eye.

“Everything okay?” Maya asked cautiously.

“Um, yeah,” Sienna said, still staring at her phone. “It’s just a weird notification from Serendripity.”

“What does it say?” Fenn asked. He probably should tell her who owned that burgeoning franchise.

She glanced up at him, then back at her phone. “It says, ‘keep it up, you’re almost there’.”

Fenn laced his fingers with hers. “Destiny owns Serendripity. That’s a message from her.” He made no effort to stop the upward twitch of his lips. “You’ve made a right choice for clearing your trial, then. It’s just a matter of following through.”

“I’m sorry,” Maya said. “TheFateowns a coffee shop?”

“She’s meddlesome.”

Sienna burst out laughing and slumped into his arm, holding tighter to his hand. “We really need to talk about what’s what. But I guess it’s fair if that waits until after I’m immortal.” She locked her phone and tucked it away again, seemingly satisfied.

Piper reached for her eggnog and lifted it up. “Well, whether you’re mortal or not, I’m much more concerned with the fact that my baby sister survived an attempt at her life and fell in love.” She smiled at Fenn, then back to Sienna. “That’s a Merry Christmas to me.”

Maya raised her own eggnog. “Absolutely. Merry Christmas, to all three of you.”

Sienna straightened, gave Fenn’s hand a squeeze, and with her free hand she followed suit and raised her eggnog. “To the best damn Christmas ever.”

Fenn, who hadn’t yet sipped at his drink, lifted his as well. “Merry Christmas.” His new favorite holiday.

The End