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Apparently, Siena’s first day back at work—which just happened to land on a Friday—was also welcome Siena back day with a constant stream of visitors. Everyone from John’s mother to his sister came to say hello and drop her off a little something.

Candy.

Coffee.

Flowers.

She loved it all.

But she also wanted to work.

After the third visitor who knocked on her office door, however, Siena simply settled herself on the fact that she would not be getting anything done. At least, not today. So, she shut down her laptop, ordered a round of drinks and sides from the kitchen, and made her way out to the dining room to sit down and enjoy her friends and family.

“I’m not too late, am I?” Haven asked, tossing her bag to the floor before dropping into a chair. “I had some things to handle, is all. Sorry.”

Across the table where she sat next to John’s mother—because Jordyn decided today was the best day to go over the plans for her sister’s birthday party—Siena laughed and shook her head. “Listen, after Ginevra left when Alessio came to pick her up and Catherine called to say she would be here around supper, I gave up any hope of getting work done today.”

Haven grinned widely. “Aww, you have friends who love you. Shame, that.”

“I’m not complaining.”

And she wasn’t.

Truly.

“But you all could have spread out the love over several days, maybe,” Siena said. “I just caught a bout of pneumonia—I didn’t die.”

Haven, as serious as she could be, simply stared at Siena. “And?”

God.

These people.

She loved them, though.

“How’s Val doing in Toronto?” she asked.

“Rose gold or gold and silver?” Jordyn asked, peering down at her phone. “Although, there’s this cute black and rose gold theme I’m really liking. We could make that work.”

“Rose gold and black,” Siena returned. “Definitely. She will love that. I swear since Ginevra moved in with Alessio and Corrado, they’ve both bled into the girls more than anyone knows. One is all class and screams wealth—the other is all dark and moody … it’s like two entirely different people. Which they are. I don’t know how she does it.” Then, back to Haven, she added, “I haven’t seen Val in forever.”

Never missing a beat, Haven said, “Really well. I don’t get to see her as much as I like, but we figure it out and do what we have to so that we get time together. Or you know, I bitch a lot to Andino, which he can’t stand, and then he gets mad enough to call Chris and do his thing. We make it work.”

“Your husband can be kind of horrible.”

Haven smiled again. “I know—it’s why I love him.”

Good thing somebody did.

That’s what counted.

“But seriously,” Haven said, giving Siena a look, “how are you feeling?”

“A lot better.”

“Yeah?”