“All right,” I mutter, grabbing Colton’s arm and bending down. I maneuver him over my shoulder, much to his verbal shock. “The fuck,” he croaks. “Noah. What the ever-loving fuck?” “I warned you,” I answer, weaving through the dense crowd at the edge of the room, folks stepping aside easily with amused eyes as I haul Colton toward the back hall.
Un.well.
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