Bo sent a quick group text to the Counsel Council to take a should-I-go-on-a-date-with-my-wife poll. They all agreed, with varying levels of enthusiasm, that he should go on the date. He decided not to tell his children he was meeting their mother until after. He dressed in his formal wear, with his favorite hat, and headed over to the Chez Llama. It was right next door to where Heaven now lived. Bo checked in with the maître d’.
Soon, he and Heaven were seated at a nice table in the dining room. Bo wasn’t sure what to say, so he perused the menu, trying not to get distracted by Heaven’s eyes boring a hole through him.
After he decided on his meal options, Bo had no choice but to turn his attention to Heaven. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. He had long ago gotten used to her Sim disguise, and when he looked at her, he could see her Sixam appearance underneath.
Now he was the one who couldn’t tear his eyes away. Their waiter came to take their order, and if Bo’s life depended on it, he wouldn’t be able to describe one thing about how that man looked.
While they waited for their food, they made small talk. “Can you believe this is what they think is Sixamian food? I do not see a single menu item with quill fruit,” said Bo.
“I know! It is quite amusing. These Sims are so fascinated with us, yet they get it so wrong,” replied Heaven.
They both seemed very interested in having a good time, and not having any fights. Their conversation was easier than it had been since before Gem and Asa aged up to teenagers. Heaven shared her difficulties with breaking into the music business. She was competing with much younger Young Adults like Sofia Bjergsen, who had been playing as a musician and building a reputation since she was a teenager. Bo shared how pleasantly surprised he was to find he enjoyed working, particularly because he got play video games all day.
Things were going well, so Bo was happy to decline when Laurel sent the rescue text they agreed on before his date.
After refocusing on the date, Bo decided to shoot his shot. “Heaven, you look beautiful tonight. I am quite pleased you asked me out on a date. You have been on my mind lately as well, and it is wonderful to sit here now with you face to face.”
“Bo, that means so much to me. I have missed you, and I have missed our family. I have thought a lot about the times we shared. Do you remember when we first discovered how pleasing it was to stay nude in our Sim forms?”
“I remember that well,” said Bo, “when it is late at night, I remember it too well.”
“Bo, I believe I am blushing,” said Heaven.
“Do not fight it,” said Bo. “Your glow is most beautiful when it is pink. It reminds me of the makeup you wear on your natural form. Let me see it.”
Heaven, feeling shy, and always worried about exposure, couldn’t contain the way Bo was making her feel. She sat there, glowing bright pink, and let him admire her for a few moments before excusing herself to the restroom.
While Heaven was in the restroom, Bo sat patiently. Part of him wanted to smile and revel in the fact that his wife wanted him. And judging by her glow she really wanted him. But something was off. She spoke about working to become a famous musician, but she never asked about their offspring. He considered whether he would ask her to move home, but nothing about their conversation made it seem possible.
When he realized Heaven had been gone for a while, he went to go look for her.
Bo hoped Heaven had not abandoned him. As much as he wanted to believe they could reconnect as a couple and come to rely on each other again, that was not their reality yet. He was very relieved when he realized where Heaven went.
He woke her up, then he paid the bill. He walked her next door to the house she shared with her roommates. Bo grabbed Heaven’s hands, bringing them to his mouth for a kiss. “Heaven, thank you for inviting me out on a date. It was the most fun I have had without my children or the members of my club in a long time.”
“I had fun too,” said Heaven. “I think I would like to do this again, if you are in agreement.”
“Yes,” said Bo. “I think that’s something we can–”
Bo: Well, that was unexpected. I wonder how they knew to look for us so far from the place they think we share as a home.
Bo headed into Heaven’s house and down to her room. He could have headed home, but he wanted to hear what happened when she finally returned.
He was very sleepy, and she was gone for a long time. Eventually, Bo fell asleep, taking a nap until his Sixam ears heard the familiar sound of an approaching space ship.
“Heaven! Are you okay? I was deeply worried while you were gone.”
“There was no need for you to worry,” said Heaven, “The mission council simply wanted to check in with me. Their last check in was with you, so I suppose it was my turn.”
“What did you tell them?”
“Do not worry, I did not spill the beans. It turns out you are not the only one who can lie about changing the direction of our mission.”
“Right. I can see how the light is changing around us,” said Bo. “The new day approaches, and I should probably head home before our offspring awaken to start their day. Should I tell them you sent your greetings?”
“Yes, please. And tell Asa and Gem that I may send them an invite if I can ever book a show.”
“I will do that,” said Bo. He gave Heaven a warm hug before departing.