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?

as if she

Rylee said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing

a loving

carry you. Okay, I'll

me cry? Put me down; I

cried your heart out but denied," Timothy

anything to say. So, if Timothy said

as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

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

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

agree now that having a daughter is much

concur, don't you? Daughter

may occur and she may be able to marry a

…

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

feeling 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 angry,

ear as

that have anything to do with the

my bed during the winter," Timothy said

she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to stay

can't be certain of that..." Timothy gave

"What?"

you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest a stone

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 pat

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

down; I want to talk

squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her attention was now solely on

back and

Arman said

all of the bags to Armand

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

with both hands in his pockets, as

clear,

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

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

horseback rider?" Timothy approached