She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His LunaShe's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna - Chapter 182: Chapter 182

Amelia's pov
It's been hours since the kiss with Raiden happened. Hours since his lips had touched mine. But it feels as if it had only happened a few seconds ago.
Every now and then my lips would tingle, reminding me that he had been there. It's crazy that after eating some snacks, asking Foster for some gum and practically trying to get rid of Raiden's lingering taste......it was still there.
It felt as though he had embedded himself in me, marked me with his presence. As the teacher drawls out about the subject we were on, I find myself lifting my fingers to brush against my lips.
I could still feel him.
Growing annoyed that I am somehow still affected, I groaned aloud, clenching my hands into fists and accidentally smacking them on the desk surface.
The entire class grows quiet and every single head turns to face me. I grin sheepishly as the teacher stares at me across the room with an annoyed glare for disturbing her class.
"Is there anything you want to share with us Amelia?" She questioned, one of her very thin brow comically rising up in a somehow slow motion.
I bit my lip to not giggle, leaning forward and coughing to hide the bit that slipped out. "Uh sorry, no."
She nods, her eyes narrowing. "Good then keep quiet."
I nod and she returns to her teaching position. It's the last class of the day, my entire body is on edge knowing that I will see him again in a few minutes.
I sink my teeth into my lower lip, hating that he was affecting me so badly. One kiss Amelia....well two kisses and you're a mess.
When the class ends, Foster walks over to me as I slowly pack up my stuff. We were the only two left in the room. I was deliberately trying to kill time before I see Raiden. I needed a moment to desperately collect myself together before facing him again.
"You repacked that poor pencil for the third time now," Foster let out a low amused snort. "Are you that unwilling to clean the cafeteria."
No. I just don't know how to gather my resolve together to face Raiden.
I don't say those words though, instead I nod and pretend that I am dreading cleaning the cafeteria. Foster chuckles. "I can wait for you if you want?"
I shook my head. "No, it's fine. I'll call my dad to pick me up and besides this might take hours. Have you not seen how nasty the cafeteria is?" I winced just thinking about it. Perhaps Raiden will be a no show. I can only wish.
Foster whistled low. "Yeah you're going to have a ball for sure."
After I had repacked the bag for what felt like the fifth time, Foster and I walked out of the classroom and I head for the janitors closet where I found the janitor already waiting for me with bucket and a mop.
He pass them over, instructing me on what to do and reminding me that I can come to the closet to get whatever I may need. With that he leaves with his own bucket and mop.
Foster chuckle. "You see, you should have listened to me when I told you to not go over to Dayna and Raiden. Now you're being punished while her pretty ass sits at home."
I rolled my eyes. "Not sure if you've noticed but Dayna's ass is flat and shaped like a box. Far from pretty in my opinion."
Foster brows furrowed. "Really? I never noticed." He seems to genuinely be confused. I bit my lip to stifle my laughter.
"No, but that's how I picture her," I snorted, grabbing the mop bucket. "Now if you'll excuse me, I got work to do."
Foster left a couple minutes ago and I've been in the cafeteria trying to mop that damn red stain for what felt like hours. But I soon give up and move to another spot, wiping the sweat off my brow.
It's been more than ten minutes since I've started and Raiden is a no show. I should be happy about that since I want to avoid him at all cost. But I find myself a bit disappointed that he isn't here and blame it on him being a jerk for not showing up to help me clean at least.
"Asshole," I mumble under my breath as I bend over to push the mop under the table.
"Perfect view," a husky tone said just behind me. I straighten my spine quickly, my eyes widening, my heart skipping. A bundle of nerves instantly take over my body when he walks forward, his front pressing to my back, his hand snaking around my waist. Fire courses through me.
"Do you have any idea how hard it's been today to not storm out of class and get what I want?" His lips brushed the back of my ear and I shivered, gasping.
"What?" I breathed out, my heart pounding into my chest.
He groaned, his fingers pressing just below my belly button. "What did you do spitfire? You have me intoxicated with everything you."