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?”

Delia for a moment, but Delia holds her stare. Emma breaks eye

then let him take control

turning her attention back to the phone.

Why don’t I take you up on that offer you made so many years ago. For a drink. Alone. Somewhere

back faster

seeds finally paid off. Tonight,

says, breathing out a sigh of relief. “He

Evelyn have gone so many times. Then,

in her pale face, her

“It’s just…it feels so much more real now. So much

okay,” she says, giving her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then you’re going to

her forehead. “I kind of regret going for

eyebrows. “If you want to leave your sister in your father’s

her

to the bedroom. “So what

laughing, following after her. “Definitely

her favorite bar, sipping a glass of Chardonnay that she got from Cliff, her favorite bartender. She’s dressed in a

glass of wine, the condensation gathering

drive after this, and she needs to keep

long sip and draining half the glass. She needs the

Delia hears the door open behind her and forces her shoulders not

Joyce say, his voice thick with superiority

works to put a sultry smile on her lips and then slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d say eager,” she says, looking him up and down.

leaning casually on the bar. He puts a

least favorite drink. Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for him

says, accepting his drink from Cliff, “I was so interested

been…curious. About that offer you made

hoping to have a friend to support her at the event. Delia had been happy to come, but had sensed immediately that Joyce had eyes on

failing. That they had not been able to have children, and that Joyce took it out – physically, mentally, and emotionally – on Emma. She also knew that he cheated on

become more and more blatant. Delia had done her best to laugh them off, seeking to make the night easier for Emma, but when he grabbed her ass and whispered in his ear that he wanted to f**k

she should call him someday

Delia taking him up on that offer. Or, at least, pretending

a sip of his drink. Delia takes a sip

spin for me. Then I’ll decide if the

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