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?

alone and continued walking as if she

Timothy's on the head, causing him to

wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a loving touch, a

to the front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today and carry you for a

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

trouble, you cried your heart out but denied," Timothy remarked

couldn't think of anything to say. So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply

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

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

He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How

is much better!" He said to his colleague

don't you? Daughter

silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his explanation as he looked at Timothy

…

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

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

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

anything to do with the fact that you practice

bed during the winter,"

she realized what he meant, "Why

can't be certain of that..."

"What?"

weighed more than a pig!

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

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

down; I want to talk to that big

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

Timothy's back and dashed up

said as he

of the bags to Armand before following

horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up

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

clear,

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

a red rum horse, unsure

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