"I'll clean up," Tani told Callie and Steve. "Y'all have done more than enough."
"Don't worry about it. I'll get it," Steve said with a yawn. He had moved to one of the lounge chairs on the lanai. He stretched leisurely, his shirt riding up just enough to show his tanned abs. Tani thought she'd never seen her boss so relaxed.
"No, she's right," Renee said. "We've got this, Steve."
"Okay," Steve sighed, his eyes drifting closed.
Callie looked at him and smiled, then looked at the other two ladies and started gathering things from the table. "I'll help."
The kids gathered around the fire pit under Renee's watchful eye, making s'mores for everyone.
"Are you sure you don't want one, Uncle Steve?" Grace asked, delivering the chocolatey treats to the adults.
"Hm?" Steve mumbled, opening his eyes. "Ugh. No. Gross." His eyes closed.
Grace grinned at Callie as her uncle's breathing evened out again, but frowned when she noticed him shiver slightly. Before going back to the group on the beach, she ran into the house and grabbed a thin blanket, one she knew he wouldn't mind being outside. He was picky about things like that, order and cleanliness and the like. It was one of the things that made Steve Steve, and she loved him all the more for it.
Danny watched his daughter tenderly cover Steve with the blanket she'd returned with from the house. There was a time when his partner wouldn't have trusted anyone enough to let his guard down at all, much less fall asleep around them. Those days were long gone though, replaced by the easy comfort of ohana.
Huh, Danny thought with a smile. Everything changes.