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,

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

a loving touch, a gentle loving touch,

can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll

me down; I don't need you to

woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out

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

him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

turned to face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to a tree to keep from

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

much better!" He said

you concur, don't you? Daughter

a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry

…

celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did

his body temperature on her stomach. "Timothy, 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

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

to do with the

about staying warm in my bed during the

widened as she realized what he meant, "Why would I

be certain of that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

you weighed more than a pig! Did

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

other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response,

want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on Timothy's back, trying

squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was

Timothy's back and dashed up

said

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

to the horses, stopping in 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

other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if

crystal clear, revealing the

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

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

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and