#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?”

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

“He’ll like it if you’re…assertive. Assertive now, and then let him

nods, turning her attention back to the phone. She types

that offer you

comes back faster

planting old seeds finally paid off.

breathing out a sigh of relief. “He

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

asks, taking in her pale face,

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

“This is going to work. And then you’re going to have your vengeance. And then we’re going to be free.” Delia whispers the last word like the delicious thing

a little, putting her hand to her forehead. “I kind

Delia says, raising her eyebrows. “If you want

at this. “Okay, fine.” She looks into her lover’s

to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date to destroy her best friend’s ex-husband!?” Delia calls over her

says, laughing, following after her.

her favorite bar, sipping a glass of Chardonnay that she got from Cliff, her favorite bartender. She’s dressed in a skimpy red dress. Her foot jiggles anxiously,

play it cool. She looks longingly at the crispy glass of wine, the condensation gathering on the outside of the glass. She

after this, and she

thinks, taking a long sip and draining half the glass. She

behind her and forces her shoulders

with superiority and

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

leaning casually on the bar. He puts a hand up, signaling to the bartender,

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

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

About that offer you made to me a few years ago. I wanted to see if it still

hoping to have a friend to support

Joyce took it out – physically, mentally, and emotionally – on Emma. She also knew that he cheated on her wildly, and

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 f**k her, Delia had pushed him

she

up on that offer.

his drink. Delia takes a sip of hers,

up,” Joyce says languidly. “Do a spin for me. Then

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