Will leaned toward Abby.
“I heard you like dinosaurs,” Angie said. “Is that true?”
Will nodded.
“Well, I happen to have my favorite dinosaur next to my seat. Do you want to see it?”
Will glanced up at Abby.
“You can see,” Abby said.
Will looked at Angie and nodded.
“Cool.” Angie stood and held out her hand. Will took it and she led him toward one of the camp chairs under the large canvas sail.
Paige broke off from the small group she’d been talking to and approached. “Tink, are you going to introduce everyone?”
“Uh, yeah. Paige, this is Abby, her mom Susan, her friend Lindsey, and her stepdaughter Olivia. And the little boy Angie is playing dinosaurs with is her son, Will. Everyone, this is Paige, Mi?—”
“Don’t.” Paige pointed a threatening finger at him.
He smirked. “My boss.”
Paige gave him a side-eye and held out her hand to Abby. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”
Abby glanced at him as she shook Paige’s hand. “Finally?”
Paige grinned. “We may have all given Tink dating advice when we found out he was taking you to dinner.”
He cleared his throat. “Just which restaurant I should take you to.”
“Oh,” Abby said.
An awkward silence descended for several moments until Graham’s daughter joined them.
“Hey, I’m Sierra. You’re Olivia, right?”
Olivia nodded.
“That’s a cool name. Very classic. I’m named after a mountain range. Ugh. Can you even? Do you want a soda?”
Olivia glanced at Abby.
“Go for it.” Abby waved at Sierra.
“Sure,” Olivia said as she followed Sierra over to the cooler.
“She’s a good kid,” Paige said. “Current dissatisfaction with her name, notwithstanding.”
“Let me introduce you to the rest of the team,” Tink said. He guided Abby over to the table and set down the bowl.
He tapped Graham on the shoulder. “This is my other boss, Graham—Sierra’s dad. Devon and his wife, Addison. Ash, Paige’s significant other. Samara, our finance officer. Harrison, Turner, and Jeremy. And I believe you’ve met my sister Dani and, of course, Angie.”
Abby shook hands with those closest and waved to everyone else. “This is my mom, Susan, and my friend, Lindsey. Thank you so much for inviting us.”
“The more, the merrier.” Graham glanced over to where Sierra and Olivia had their heads together looking at a phone. “I know Sierra appreciates having someone her own age to talk to, so I’m pretty sure I need to thank you for coming. All I got this morning were eye rolls and preteen huffiness because she was being forced to hang out with a bunch of old people.”
Abby laughed. “Glad I could help out.”
