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?”

but Delia holds her stare.

you’re…assertive. Assertive now, and then let him take control later. Let him

back to the phone. She

on that offer you made so many years ago. For

text comes back

like planting old seeds finally paid off. Tonight, 8. You name the

Delia says, breathing out a sigh of relief. “He took

name of her favorite bar, where she and Evelyn have gone so many

Delia asks, taking in her pale

going according to plan,” Emma murmurs. “It’s just…it feels

“It’s all going to be okay,” she says, giving her a small smile. “This is going to work.

kind of regret going for the vengeance now. Can’t we just

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

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

lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date to

laughing, following after

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

gathering on

after this, and she needs to

long sip and draining

her and forces her shoulders not to tense, even as she

thick with superiority and control.

and then slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d

her, leaning casually on the bar. He puts a hand up, signaling to the bartender, and then orders a gin

favorite drink. Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for him to take

drink from Cliff, “I was so interested to get

says, shrugging, “I was bored. And I’ve always been…curious. About that offer you made to me a few years ago. I wanted to see if

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

failing. That they had not been able to have children, and that Joyce took it out – physically,

her best to laugh them off, seeking to make the night easier for Emma, but when he

saying he liked ‘em feisty, and that she should call

taking him up on

a sip of his drink. Delia takes a sip of hers, returning his

says languidly. “Do a spin for me. Then I’ll decide if the offer still

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