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?

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

Timothy's on the head,

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

refused to carry you.

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

woman is such a trouble, you cried

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

as if she begged him to piggyback

at the destination, nearly collapsed as he turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to a tree to keep

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

now that having a daughter is much better!" He

you concur, don't you? Daughter is

may occur and she may be able

…

wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded

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

Timothy's ear as she spoke,

anything to do with the

in my bed during the winter," Timothy said as he turned

he meant, "Why would I want to stay warm in

that..."

"What?"

weighed more than a pig! Did

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 she continued to

entertained by her response, and

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

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

back and dashed up

said as

over all of the bags to Armand before following Rylee

and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to

walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets,

crystal clear, revealing the lake's green

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

go!" Rylee stood in front of a red rum

approached the horse and stroked it