“Okay,” I murmured, still caught in my I-think-I-love-this-boy daze. We could go any direction he liked.
He clasped my hand again and off we went. The squishy sound of mud gushing between my toes with every step notwithstanding, this was turning out to be the best afternoon walk of my life.
A minute later, Knox finally broke the silence between us by chuckling and shaking his head. “Seriously, what in the world were you thinking to wear such flimsy shoes into the woods?”
I flushed hard and hot. I’d been thinking I’d wanted to impress him with my girlishness. But I’d only shown him how senseless and impractical I was.
“I can’t believe you were raised right next to these woods. You act like such a city girl.”
That felt like an insult, so I scowled. “I do not.”
His chuckle only grew louder as he paused and took the time to help me step over a log I definitely could’ve stepped over myself.
With another irritable frown, I yanked my hand from his and leapt the log all on my own. “This is the first summer I’ve ever really come out here. Excuse me for not knowing there was a freaking swamp around.”
When I took another step on my own, my muddy shoe stuck to something I’d stepped in and it once again came off without me. Without the support of his hand in mine, I began to tumble to the ground, but he caught my elbow.
As he helped me upright and then back into my shoe again, he winked. “Well, I practically live in these trees, so I should’ve paid attention to what you were wearing on your feet and not taken you this way. I totally owe you new shoes.”
Mollified, I sighed. “No, you don’t. I’m the idiot who wore them, so—” I gasped out a short scream when I almost ran into a spiderweb...with a huge furry spider hanging in it. With it inches from my face and staring me in the eyeball, I lurched against Knox, clutching his hand hard. “Oh my God! Spider!”
He laughed and steered me safely around the web. “You really are a city girl...Felicity Girl.”
“That’s a stupid name,” I muttered, even though I kind of liked him coming up with a special name for me.
“Spider!” he warned suddenly and ran his fingers up my ribcage, making me leap away, screaming.
He laughed, so I slapped him on the shoulder.