Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 170

#Chapter 170 – Seduction

The next morning, Delia and Emma sit at the kitchen table, Delia’s phone between them.

“Are you ready for this?” Emma asks, hesitating.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for this,” Delia says, her eyes wide.

Emma nods, understanding. She knows what she’s asking of Delia. She’s sending her into a situation that was potentially violent, unpredictable, dangerous.

“Hey,” Delia says, reaching out and taking Emma’s hand, reading the worry on her face. “I agreed to this of my own free will. If I wasn’t willing to do it, I would have said no.”

Emma nods, but shakes her head at the same time. “It’s just…it’s not right. It should be me, taking the big risk.”

“Yeah,” Delia says with a smirk, glancing down at her fit body. “But we both know that I’m the better bait.”

Emma just rolls her eyes.

Giving Emma a wink, Delia screws up her courage and grabs the phone, sending the text that they’d carefully crafted this morning.

Delia: Hey. We haven’t talked in a while. But I’ve been thinking about you…

Then, they wait.

The reply takes a long time – hours, it feels like. So long that both women get bored, moving around the kitchen, doing chores to keep the already-spotless place clean. Passing the time.

But then, suddenly, the phone blinks.

A new text message.

Emma stops, holding her breath, staring at it. But Delia moves to pick it up.

Joyce: I’m not surprised. I’ve been thinking about you too.

Delia reads it aloud to Emma and then they both stare at each other.

“What should I write back?” Delia asks quietly.

“I have…no idea.” Emma says, her voice quiet.

“Come on, Emma,” Delia says, putting a hand on her hip in frustration. “He’s your husband. What does he like?”

moment, but Delia holds

like it if you’re…assertive. Assertive now, and then let him take control later. Let him feel like…he

back to the phone. She types out

that offer you made so many years ago.

comes back

old seeds finally paid off. Tonight, 8.

relief. “He took the bait.

Delia types out the name of her favorite bar, where she and Evelyn

taking in her pale face,

murmurs. “It’s just…it feels

distance between them, putting her hands steadily on Emma’s shoulders. “It’s all going to be okay,” she says, giving her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then you’re going to have

forehead. “I kind of regret going for the vengeance now. Can’t we

eyebrows. “If you want to leave your sister in

at this. “Okay, fine.” She looks into her lover’s eyes, her face growing determined. “Let’s do

before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date to destroy her best friend’s

following after her.

stool at her favorite bar, sipping a glass of Chardonnay that she got from Cliff, her favorite bartender. She’s dressed in a skimpy red dress. Her

of wine, the condensation gathering

a long drive after this, and she needs to keep

sip and draining half the glass. She needs the

and forces her shoulders not to tense, even as she

with superiority and control. “She must be eager

slowly turns to him.

He puts

grimacing – it’s her least favorite drink. Instead, she sits quietly,

drink from Cliff, “I

About that offer you made to me

friend to support her at the event. Delia had been happy to come, but had

to have children, and that Joyce took it out – physically,

make the night easier for Emma, but when

had merely laughed, saying he liked ‘em feisty, and that she

was Delia taking him up on that offer. Or, at

drink. Delia takes a sip of hers, returning his

a spin for me. Then I’ll decide if the offer still

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