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?

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

slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head

that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch, haha," Rylee

refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

irritated, "I'm not crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and slander me! I did not cry

you cried your heart out

if Timothy said she cried, she

that jerk, said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no!

who was waiting at the destination, nearly collapsed as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to

or what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous

a daughter is much better!" He said to

don't you? Daughter is lovely and

be able to marry

…

who was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families.

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

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his

anything to do with

my bed

she realized what he meant, "Why would

that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

than a pig!

at all! I weigh only a hundred and twenty pounds! I know I'm not skinny for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I should just kill myself instead of being fat-shamed by you!" She yelled as

hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response,

horses! I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee

breath as her breasts rubbed against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her

off Timothy's back and dashed up to the

said as

go." Timothy handed over all of the bags

flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and

walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if waving in the

was crystal clear,

the girl skipping

a red rum horse, unsure whether

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse