Who: Sara and Sofia Where: At home, then the restaurant When: A night or two after the BBQ
Sara stood in front of the mirror, performing a final check. She and Sofia were going out to the Thai place she wanted to go, and although it wasn't fancy, she'd tried to make an effort for her. She'd put on a simple black dress and a pair of strappy heels that showed off her legs, done her hair and applied a little make up.
When she was ready she went in search of Sofia. "You ready?" she asked her, smiling.
"Hey, don't be sorry." She grinned, taking hold of her hand. "You look fantastic. We should go out like this more often." And they would do.
She led her down to her truck, opened up the passenger door and waited for her to climb in. She mentally went through everything she had with her. Cell phone? Check. Credit card? Check. Spare cash? Check. Truck keys? Check. Hot wife? Check. Yeah, she was all done. She didn't want to get half way to this restaurant and have left something behind. This was the first time in a while that they'd done something like this. She wanted it to go smoothly.
Sara got into the car and smiled at Sofia. "Thank you," she replied.
"No work, no Aiden, right?" she asked her, resting her hand on her wife's leg when Sofia got in. She thought it would be good to just be them for once, not parents or CSIs... the only problem she had was that she wasn't sure who else she was anymore.
"We can talk about anything and everything," She smiled. "Plenty more to us than those things. Our friends, little bits of the past maybe, things we want to do, movies we want to see... you know, stuff you normally talk about on dates." She added, smile growing.
"Could even plan a cinema trip if you wanted? Or is that too cliche a night out?"
Sara smiled. "Those are really good ideas," she told Sofia. "Sometimes I forget there's more to me than being a CSI and Aiden's mother," she admitted, kind of hoping maybe she wasn't the only one who felt that way.
"I don't think it matters if it's cliche, as long as we enjoy it. We shouldn't let that stop us, right?"
"I know what you mean," She smiled at her. "It's hard to move past those things sometimes, because they're such big parts of our lives." She replied, knowing exactly what she meant there.
"Right," She echoed with a smile. "And I'd really enjoy that."
"I'm glad we have more of a balance now, though, with spending more time with friends- even if they're friends from work," Sara smiled. "Our BBQ went really well the other day, I think. Maybe we should make it a regular thing."
"You can pick the movie, then," she smiled. "And I'll even buy the tickets if you want to see one of your sappy embarrassing ones."
"Do you mind BBQing if I do the rest of the cooking?" Sara asked. Last time Sofia had cooked the meat and Sara had done nibbles, dessert and salads to go with the meat.
"Not at all," She replied. "I figure that's the best way to go about things. I know you'll cook meat for me, but I'd never expect you to do it on the BBQ for everyone else." She'd given that some thought other than 'Me Sofia. Me tough girl. Me BBQ *thumps chest*', obviously.
"You're so sweet," Sara smiled, resting a hand on Sofia's thigh in a completely non-sexual way. "I love you." Sara would definitely cook meat for Sofia, and did eat it when Aiden was around, so that he'd eat it, but apart from that she avoided it where she could. She'd weighed up her options and decided that Aiden's health was more important to her than her vegetarianism, and in her opinion children needed meat.
"I love you too," She replied warmly. She was glad she saw it as being sweet. For Sofia, that was just part of being in a relationship like this; considering the feelings of the other.
She pulled up a few moments later at the restaurant and smiled widely at her. She climbed out of her truck and walked round to the other side to open the door up for her. She leant against it then though, looking at her curiously. "This doesn't weird you out, does it? You know, me opening doors for you."
Sara smiled. Yeah, it weirded her out a little, but she knew Sofia was just trying to be romantic. "It's very nice of you," she replied diplomatically. "Thank you." There, that had been alright, hadn't it?
She noticed how she avoided the question a little, so grinned whilst blushing. "I'll relax it a bit," She promised. "I was brought up to look after people I love." She added, her explanation as to why she did it. Her father had definitely tried to instill good values in her.
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She led her down to her truck, opened up the passenger door and waited for her to climb in. She mentally went through everything she had with her. Cell phone? Check. Credit card? Check. Spare cash? Check. Truck keys? Check. Hot wife? Check. Yeah, she was all done. She didn't want to get half way to this restaurant and have left something behind. This was the first time in a while that they'd done something like this. She wanted it to go smoothly.
"No work, no Aiden, right?" she asked her, resting her hand on her wife's leg when Sofia got in. She thought it would be good to just be them for once, not parents or CSIs... the only problem she had was that she wasn't sure who else she was anymore.
"Could even plan a cinema trip if you wanted? Or is that too cliche a night out?"
"I don't think it matters if it's cliche, as long as we enjoy it. We shouldn't let that stop us, right?"
"Right," She echoed with a smile. "And I'd really enjoy that."
"You can pick the movie, then," she smiled. "And I'll even buy the tickets if you want to see one of your sappy embarrassing ones."
She chuckled quietly and grinned at her, when at a stop light. "You're on." She agreed.
She pulled up a few moments later at the restaurant and smiled widely at her. She climbed out of her truck and walked round to the other side to open the door up for her. She leant against it then though, looking at her curiously. "This doesn't weird you out, does it? You know, me opening doors for you."