Wolf President Hooks Up

Her eyes and mouth were wide open, and her head felt like it was about to explode.

'Did Timothy kiss me?' She wondered, blinking.

'That was a kiss, wasn't it? I'm not bothered, but was that a kiss?'

She was irritated because she couldn't tell if he had kissed her or not in the bright sunlight.

"What made you decide to stop? Is there something wrong with your legs?" Timothy turned to face her.

"Huh? What?" Rylee was taken aback by his voice and looked up at him.

He appeared calm as if he hadn't just stolen a kiss from her. Okay, she was probably daydreaming.

"What made you decide to stop? Is that a signal for me to carry you?" Timothy's brow furrowed as he considered such an idea.

"Will you carry me? Like a princess?" Rylee's lust was sparked, and she smiled evilly.

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

Rylee frowned and grimaced behind him as he spoke. 'You're a jerk, Timothy Wheeler! Do you have to remind me that I'm not attractive?' She cursed him inwardly.

Timothy abruptly came to a halt at this point, which surprised Rylee; she immediately resumed her normal expression. 'Damn, does he have a pair of eyes on his back or what?'

"Do you have to?" Timothy sighed, his back facing her.

"Huh?" What was it that he said all of a sudden?

"Do you have to cry just because I'm not carrying you?"

'Huh? No, I'm not crying! And I would not cry just because of that; Rylee Carroll is not a cry baby! Shit!' Rylee considered this as she pointed her finger at the tip of her nose.

"Woman..." Timothy sighed as he knelt and waved his right arm at her.

"What are you up to?" Rylee looked at his back with interest, and just as she was about to tilt her head to look at his face, his arm landed on her calves, and she fell onto his back.

"Ah…" What was the situation? How did she end up riding on Timothy's back?

her body alone and continued walking as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see his

I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head

wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle

you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry

and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't

a trouble, you cried your

So, if Timothy said she cried,

him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was

turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee, riding

having a daughter is much better!" He

concur, don't you? Daughter

and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his explanation as he looked at Timothy

…

celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by

close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear

that have anything to do with the fact that you practice

in my bed during the winter,"

eyes widened as she realized what he meant,

can't be certain of that..." Timothy

"What?"

you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest

but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a

other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her

go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to

his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the

back and dashed up to

Arman said

go." Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind

the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go horseback riding!" She said this while

gracefully with both hands in his pockets,

lake was crystal clear, revealing the lake's

skipping happily in front of him, he closed

riding, let's go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved at Timothy

horseback rider?" Timothy approached