The Secret - Alexia Putellas

56.

Thank you Eliza!!!

Being the first to get out of the cab, Alexia firmly held her wife's hand, just as she'd promised herself, and helped Erin out of the vehicle.

They stood in front of a modern villa located right by the shore overlooking the ocean, and while Alexia wasn't sure if this was even the right address, Erin's hand was trembling nervously.

"Are you sure this is the right address? It's huge...", the captain wonders, looking around the beautiful white building while the sun is setting, and shuts the door behind her wife.

"I'm pretty confident we've got the right address", the blonde breathes, feeling her wife's fingers tracing over her bare back, the outfit revealing her tattoo for the first time ever in public.

Erin's heart was racing.

"Why are you this nervous, Bonita? Don't worry about it. You look stunningly beautiful tonight", Alexia assures her, leading her wife to the wing door by the small of her back.

She could feel goosebumps forming on Erin's skin, as if she was getting more nervous with every step they took towards the front door.

"I'm... just a little nervous. I'm fine", the blonde lies, pressing her tongue against her teeth as her jaw clenched. She felt the pit of her stomach drop as the captain raised her fist and knocked on the door twice.

Maybe skipping the party and taking that flight to Sri Lanka would've been the better option.

It took a while until the hallway lights were switched on, quick footsteps announcing the arrival of someone, and the captain's breathing hitched as soon as the door swung open.

"Alba?!", was all Alexia managed to say, her hand dropping from the therapist's back and grasping her cold hand instead, searching for something to hold onto.

"Hola, um... wow. You look stunning, hermana", the younger Putellas sister grins mischieviously, her cheeks blushing as she runs her hands down her sister's athletic figure, perfectly fitted by the white dress Erin bought for her.

"And you look as lovely as usual, Erin. C'mon in", Alba announces, fully opening the door as she grabs Erin by the wrist and drags her sister-in-law inside the house and down the hall, away from Alexia.

The brunette slowly shuts the door and furrows her brow as she watches her wife and sister heading towards the patio.

The Ibiza sunset gave the evening glow an impressive atmosphere, and the closer Alexia walked towards that giant window front as she crossed the living room, the louder some soft Latina beats are heard from outside.

Still, she couldn't help but wonder one thing.

Why was Alba there?

"Um... what are you even doing here, Alba?", the brunette wonders as she crosses the living room, nervously running her fingers through her loose curls, when all of a sudden someone else appears beside her.

"Hola Alexia... estás fantástica, querida", a higher pitched voice says just as an arm is wrapped around Alexia's waist, causing the brunette to jump slightly.

She didn't expect that.

"Madre?! What... what are you doing here?", Alexia asks, looking at her mother's dress for a moment, before glancing outside again to find Erin and Alba standing right at the entrance to the patio. Her sister was still holding onto the blonde's hand, while another person appears beside her wife.

Austin.

"What a question? We're here to celebrate, querida. Your wife really loves you, you know", the older woman chuckles, lightly smacking her daughters arm as she grabs a tray of filled up champagne glasses from the kitchen island, leading Alexia towards the patio.