That wasn't exactly how Shell had figured she would tell Hannah the events of the previous night, but it'd come out that way.
"We kissed last night," she said again, wondering if she wanted to get into this, with her, right now. Part of her realized she probably should have thought this out a bit more, but there was another part of her that was so excited the situation had happened that she wanted desperately to tell her best friend about it.
"Okay." Hannah threw her hands up in the air. "Go back to the beginning. What happened after you left the restaurant with him - on the back of a friggin' motorcycle, might I add?"
She grinned, thinking about being on the back of the bike, holding on tightly to his waist. She could still smell the earthy tone of the leather, the spice of his cologne
