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,

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

but a

front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay,

did you see me cry? Put me down; I

trouble, you cried your heart out but

if Timothy said she cried, she would simply admit that she

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

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

Rylee Carroll! What the

now that having a daughter is much better!"

you concur, don't you? Daughter is lovely and

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

…

celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was

said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's

breath blew into Timothy's ear as she

to do with the fact that

in my bed

she realized what he meant, "Why would

of that..."

"What?"

than a pig! Did you ingest

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

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained

me down; I want

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

off Timothy's back and

Arman said

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

leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's

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

was crystal clear, revealing the lake's

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

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

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse