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?”

a moment, but Delia holds her

it if you’re…assertive. Assertive now, and then let him take

turning her attention back to the

don’t I take you up on that offer you made

back faster

paid off. Tonight, 8. You name the

a sigh of relief. “He took the bait. We’re having

types out the name of her favorite bar, where she and Evelyn have gone so many times. Then, she puts her phone back into

you okay?” Delia asks, taking in her pale

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

going to work. And then you’re going to have your vengeance. And then we’re

“I kind of

says, raising her eyebrows. “If you want

this. “Okay, fine.” She looks into her

girl,” Delia says, planting a quick peck on Emma’s lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date

says, laughing, following

she got from Cliff, her favorite bartender. She’s dressed in a skimpy red dress. Her foot jiggles anxiously, and, noticing it, Delia sighs and forces

longingly at the crispy glass of wine, the condensation gathering on the outside of the glass.

long drive after this, and she needs to keep her

long sip and draining half the

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

thick with

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

stool next to her, leaning casually on the bar. He puts a

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

“I

always been…curious. About that offer you made to me

the family’s Christmas party, 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

children, and 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 shame her

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 Emma, but when he grabbed her ass and whispered in his ear that he wanted to

and that she should call him someday if she ever wanted a good

up on that offer. Or, at least, pretending

a sip of his drink. Delia takes a

up,” Joyce says languidly. “Do a spin for me. Then I’ll decide if the

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