Penelope's POV
"So?" Isla bounces on her bed like an excited puppy, her coffee mug forgotten in her enthusiasm. "Details. Now. All of them."
I curl up against my pillows, still processing everything from last night. My body aches in new ways, reminders of what happened with Liam. Part of me wants to share every detail with my best friend, but another part feels oddly protective of the experience.
"It was..." I pause, searching for the right words while heat creeps up my neck. "Good. Really good."
"Good?" Isla throws a pillow at me, which I catch with a laugh. "That's all you're giving me? Girl, you disappeared with the hottest Alpha on campus and came back looking like you got thoroughly ravished, and all you can say is 'good'?"
I laugh despite myself, tucking the pillow against my ch
