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

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

her attention back to the

take you up on that offer you made so many years ago. For

comes back

finally paid off.

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

bar, where she and Evelyn

okay?” Delia asks, taking in her pale face, her

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

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

kind of regret

her eyebrows. “If you want to leave your

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

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

laughing, following

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

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

after this, and she needs to keep her

sip and draining half the

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

hears Joyce say, his voice thick with superiority and control. “She must be eager

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

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

drink. Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for

accepting his drink from Cliff, “I was so interested

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

to support her at the event. Delia had been happy to come, but had sensed immediately that Joyce

it out – physically, mentally, and emotionally – on Emma. She also knew

to make the night easier for Emma, but when he grabbed her ass and

he liked ‘em feisty, and that she should

Delia taking him up on that offer. Or, at

drink. Delia takes a sip of hers, returning his

“Do a spin for

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