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?

if she

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

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

you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you for a little while," he smiled as

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

a trouble, you cried

anything to say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit

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

them! "Holy shit!"

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

much better!" He said to his colleague on the

concur, don't you?

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

…

was not beautiful and far inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall for

you keep me warm 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 he was happy or angry, but she didn't have a giraffe's neck to go around

into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

that have anything to do with the fact that you practice

my bed during the winter," Timothy said as

realized what he meant,

can't be certain of that..."

"What?"

you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest

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 she continued to pat

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and he

horses! I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want

her breasts rubbed against his back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand,

back and

said

of the bags to Armand before following Rylee

horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to

hands

was crystal clear,

perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily in front

go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum

you a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and stroked it