Sunshine Heartbeat (Seth Clearwater imprint story)

Sunshine Heartbeat (Seth Clearwater imprint story) Ch 2

Aimee's POV

I unzipped my heavy bag to reveal my precious babies.

My whole set of photographic equipments are all store in this hand carry bag.

Photography is my life.

Photography has been my passion ever since Dad taught me when I was 9.

I run my hand along my digital SLR camera and sighed in admiration.

Seth turned around from his seat and stared at me in curiosity.

My face started to heat up and I zipped quietly my bag up.

"You into photography?" Seth asked, eyeing my camera bag.

I nodded, trying hard to calm my unsteady heartbeat.

Seth looked up and stared into my eyes.

His eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown and they held so much...passion and love...

Impossible.

My heart raced at the thought of Seth and I kissing.

I broke the eye contact and looked out the window to distract myself from my beyond reality thoughts.

After a while, I allowed myself to sneak another look at Seth's charming face.

I turned and was shock at the fact that Seth is still, gazing his loving eyes into my dark brown ones.

By then, my heartbeat was racing so unusually fast, I thought I was going to pass out.

Then, Seth looked at me smugly, almost as if he can hear how fast my heart was beating.

I looked down, face pink with embarrassment.

A small laugh escaped someone's mouth and I lifted my head to find that Leah was biting on her lips to stop herself from laughing.

I blew my hair out of my face and closed my eyes.

Well, at lease Leah is finding this amusing. Maybe it is.

I only met her 15 minutes ago and I am already falling in love with her brother.

I would laugh too...I guess.

I opened my eyes and gasped at the astonishing view of La Push in front of me.

I was tempted to get my camera out right away and take a shot.

But, soon the car came to a stop and Leah was getting out the car.

"We are here, Aimee." She said, slamming the car door.

I sink a little in my seat and gave moan quietly to myself.

I opened the door and was just about to step out when Seth caught my wrist.

"Maybe next time, Me-Me." He chuckled a little and took my luggage, leaving only my camera bag with me.

I let out a small gasp, to surprise to be paying attention to the irritating nickname that he had given me.

Maybe next time?

Was he watching me from the front?

Did he know that I wanted to take some shots?

I smiled slightly, enjoying La Push already...