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?”

glares at Delia for a moment, but Delia holds her stare.

then let him take control later. Let him feel like…he wore you

turning her attention back to the phone. She types out

that offer you made so

text comes back faster this

finally paid off. Tonight,

out a sigh of relief. “He took

bar, where she and Evelyn have gone so many times. Then, she puts her phone back into her

taking in her pale face, her

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

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

her forehead. “I kind

eyebrows. “If you want to leave

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

Emma’s lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait

says, laughing, following after

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

gathering on the outside of the glass. She wishes, desperately, that she could chug it for the calm it will give

this, and she

it, she thinks, taking a long sip

minutes later, Delia hears the door open behind her and forces

voice thick with superiority and control. “She must be eager for

on her lips and then slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d say eager,” she

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

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

from Cliff, “I was so interested

always been…curious. About that offer you made to me a few years ago. I wanted to see if it

to have a friend to support her at the event.

that Joyce took it out – physically, mentally, and emotionally – on Emma. She also knew that he cheated on her wildly, and publicly. Perhaps as a way to

Christmas evening wore on and Joyce got drunker, his come-ons had become more and more blatant. Delia had done her best to laugh them off, seeking to make the night easier for

feisty, and that she should call him someday if she

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

drink. Delia takes a sip of hers, returning

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

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