Chapter 144 Drunk and Dangerous
Henry sucked in a sharp breath.
Was the alcohol hitting already?
Why was she singing such an ancient song?
Eliza belted it out at the top of her lungs, and the others joined in with cheers and whistles.
Nolan rubbed his temples.
If he’d acted a second sooner, maybe he could’ve stopped her.
Eliza didn’t have much of a tolerance.
She could handle red wine, but whiskey was another story.
And sure enough, it didn’t take long before that one glass hit her full force.
Her cheeks flushed crimson, and halfway through the song, she threw up.
Henry immediately grabbed a trash can and held it up to her.
“This is on you guys. Who in their right mind gets a girl drunk on whiskey?” he snapped.
The other classmates looked wronged.
It was just one drink–how could they have known it’d hit her so hard?
Still, Eliza’s alcohol tolerance was abysmal.
Nolan stood up, glanced at the dazed Eliza, and said, “I’ll take her back.”
He reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Eliza felt herself fall into a warm chest.
She looked up and saw Nolan’s near–perfect jawline.
She couldn’t help but reach up to touch it.
But the next second, Nolan grabbed her hand.
Their palms touched, and Eliza felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her.
Crap. She really was drunk.
“Nolan, you sure you’ve got this?” Henry asked, looking worried.
“Want me to go with you? She’s totally out of it–can’t even walk straight.”
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Chapter 144 Drunk and Dangerous
“Then she won’t walk.”
Nolan scooped her up into a bridal carry.
The room fell dead silent.
Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
Wasn’t their class president supposed to be a germaphobe?
Didn’t he avoid girls like the plague?
Wasn’t he… gay?
A dozen unanswered questions swirled around the room.
Even Henry was stunned.
He’d never seen Nolan treat any girl this way.
