#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?”

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

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

attention back to

take you up on that offer you made so many years ago. For a drink. Alone. Somewhere

comes back

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

out a sigh of relief. “He

Evelyn have gone

taking in

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

“This is going to work. And

putting her hand to her forehead. “I kind of regret going for the vengeance now. Can’t we just

Delia says, raising her eyebrows. “If you want to leave your sister

looks into her lover’s eyes, her face growing determined.

before heading to the bedroom. “So what does

laughing, following after her.

her favorite bartender. She’s dressed

of wine, the condensation gathering on the outside of the glass. She wishes, desperately, that

this,

long sip and draining half the glass. She needs

and forces her shoulders not to tense, even as she

early,” she hears Joyce say, his voice thick with

slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d say eager,” she

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

Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for him to take the

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

that offer you made to me a few years ago. I wanted to

Delia to the family’s Christmas party, hoping to have a friend to support her at

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

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

liked ‘em feisty, and that she should call

up on that offer. Or,

drink. Delia takes

“Do a spin for

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