Chapter 161
Celeste's vision was a bit fuzzy, and something heavy was pressing against her waist. It took her a while to realize someone was holding onto her. She belatedly shoved the person away.
"What are you doing? Who the heck are you? Let me go!"
The strong scent of alcohol hit Ethan head-on, and his brows snapped together.
"How much did you drink?"
"Not much, just..." She waved five fingers right in front of his face. "Five glasses of Long Island Iced Tea."
"Why would you drink that much?"
"I didn't drink," Celeste giggled, her cheeks flushed bright red. "Caleb said it was tea, not actual booze. Isn't that hilarious?"
"Caleb?" Ethan mentally noted the name, and his face turned darker by the second.
"Let go of me," Celeste hiccupped, her breath reeking of alcohol. She tried to push him away, but her strength was no match. After struggling for a bit with no results, she puffed up in frustration.
"What the heck? I want grapes!"
Ethan's brows tightened. "Grapes? Seriously? Just head up and sleep

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