#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

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

back to the phone.

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

text comes back faster this

planting old seeds finally paid

out a sigh of relief. “He took the

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

in her pale face,

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

she says, giving her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then

kind of regret going

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

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

girl,” Delia says, planting a quick peck on Emma’s lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date to destroy her best friend’s ex-husband!?” Delia calls

Emma says, laughing, following after

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

looks longingly at the crispy glass of wine, the condensation gathering on the outside of the glass. She wishes, desperately, that she could chug it

drive after this, and she needs to keep her

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

behind her and forces her shoulders not to tense, even as she hears footsteps

say, his 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 says,

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

favorite drink. Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for him to take

drink from Cliff, “I was so interested

I’ve always been…curious. About that offer you

to support her at the event. Delia had

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

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

liked ‘em feisty, and that she should call him someday if she ever

was Delia taking him up on that

taking a sip of his drink. Delia

“Do a spin for me. Then I’ll

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