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?

walking as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see

are you doing this? I can walk," Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to

but a loving touch,

can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you for a little while," he smiled as

crying and when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and

cried your heart out but denied," Timothy remarked

to say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she

him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He

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

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

much better!" He said

don't you? Daughter is lovely

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

…

wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women,

like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see if

into Timothy's ear as she spoke,

do with the

ever think about staying warm in my bed during the winter," Timothy said

meant, "Why would

be certain of that..."

"What?"

than a pig! Did you ingest a

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

hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and he discreetly

me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled

his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her attention was now solely

back and dashed

Arman said as

over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind her

her

both hands in his pockets, as if waving in

was crystal clear, revealing the lake's

the perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front of him, he closed his eyes and enjoyed every moment of

go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the