blackout - Alexia Putellas

11.

As they stepped out of the cab and onto the hotel grounds, Erin couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her delicate lips.

The cool breeze tickled against her skin, carrying the faint scent of salt from the nearby ocean, and she felt Alexia's warm hand finding hers, their fingers intertwining naturally.

The power that touch held.

It was a new feeling, a wave of unfamiliar sensations, and the gentle caress, the tenderness of Alexia's touch, sent a cascade of shivers down Erin's spine, triggering a feeling of both excitement and uncertainty, and she couldn't help but steal a glance at the brunette by her side, admiring the way the moonlight illuminated her flawless features.

In that moment, the captain was more than stunningly beautiful; she was a vision of grace and elegance, a beacon of warmth amidst the cool night air.

There was a playful glint in her hazel eyes, in the warmth of the color, and Erin couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest.

"So, did dinner meet your expectations?" the captain wondered, her voice laced with playful curiosity as she guided Erin towards the hotel entrance, her touch warm and reassuring.

Chuckling softly, the blonde felt her heart skip a beat at the sound of Alexia's playful voice.

"It exceeded them," she replied, her tone filled with genuine delight. "I couldn't have asked for a more perfect evening."

Alexia grinned, a mischievous twinkle dancing in her eyes.

"Well, I aim to please," she replied with a smirk, her voice tinged with playful confidence.

As they strolled through the dimly lit hallway of the main building, the blonde couldn't help but notice the subtle warmth that radiated from Alexia's hand whenever their fingers brushed against each other.

Each fleeting touch sent a jolt of electricity through Erin's body, a sensation she savored with every step they took.

"So, what did you think of the dessert?" Alexia's voice broke the comfortable silence, drawing the blonde's attention away from the mesmerizing dance of shadows on the walls.

Erin's lips curled into a smile as she reminisced about the delectable treat.

"It was... heavenly," she replied, her voice laced with genuine enthusiasm. "I could eat that chocolate mousse every day."

Chuckling softly, Alexia's hazel eyes sparkled with amusement. "I'll keep that in mind for our next dinner date, then," she said with a playful glint in her eyes, determination evident in her tone.

But the mention of another dinner date caught Erin off guard, momentarily causing her to hold her breath.

She felt a pang of anxiety flutter in her chest, unsure of how to respond to Alexia's subtle invitation.

Sensing the blonde's hesitation, Alexia's expression softened, her voice filled with concern. "Um, I'm sorry – I-I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," she murmured apologetically, realizing she may have overstepped a boundary.

"Don't worry... let's just... enjoy this date first," Erin reassured her with a warm smile, appreciating Alexia's sensitivity to her feelings and, in that moment, she felt a sense of ease wash over her, a feeling of comfort that she found only in the captain's presence.

It was the moment that they walked past a certain door, that a memory suddenly resurfaced in Erin's mind, causing her to slow down and eventually come to a halt.

Turning to face Alexia, she locked eyes with the brunette, a determined expression on her face.

"I want to try and remember what happened last night," the blonde declared, her voice filled with determination and a hint of desperation to overcome her blackout. "I want to recreate our evening and see if it triggers any memories."