Chasing Emily [Duoterra 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free PDF

emphasized the word “shameful,” and the judge stopped to turn his head and stare in the direction of two of Brianna’s husbands, since it was them he was referring to. Emily knew that Brianna’s other husband, Eric, was looking after their daughters elsewhere.
    She chuckled to herself as Brianna ducked behind Adam to hide herself from the judge’s attention. The judge humphed when he failed to find the object of his derision. Turning his gaze back over the crowd, he came to a rest on Emily and then continued his discourse, “It seems that our women have failed to learn from that lesson, so let me reiterate this latest debacle. The accused, namely Emily Dubois—the owner of the town’s bar—was found in flagrante delicto with none other than a wandering singer.”
    Oh, he enjoyed saying that. Really, really relished it, judging by the way he rolled the words around his mouth before spitting them out.
    “A musician who is younger than her by at least one decade!”
    As everyone in the room turned to look at her with an assortment of expressions on their faces, Emily winced. Everyone was fascinated with this turn of events. Not much happened in the town, and when it did, everyone wanted to savor every minute of it. Of course it had to be her that this happened to! Some of the faces showed their disapproval, including her son, Derek, who muttered from behind her, “For God’s sake, Mother.” He had always been a disappointment to her, turning out more like his late father, uncaring and lazy.
    Looking around the room, Emily breathed a huge sigh of relief that Robin wasn’t there, despite pretty much everyone else having come for the ‘event of the year.’
    The judge loudly cleared his throat to draw their notice back to him. Emily smiled inwardly. He didn’t like not being the center of everyone’s attention. “Now, we all know—or rather have suspected—that Mrs. Dubois has indulged in sexual intercourse with a variety of men throughout the years.” He stopped to tut , shaking his head as he did. “Of course, having intercourse is not illegal, or otherwise the population would drop dramatically and the colony would die out.” The judge halted to chortle loudly at his own joke. No one else joined in. They didn’t dare in case he took offence. He was known for his short temper.
    He sighed and raised his chin, looking up to the ceiling as he considered his next words. “However, promiscuity is illegal as it is against the planet’s moral code, and that is why this case has been brought to this court. I have in front of me,” he started, raising a sheaf of papers, “a number of complaints made against this woman on numerous occasions.”
    Emily grimaced at the judge’s propensity to loudly emphasize certain words as he spoke. She didn’t need him to remind her of these complaints as she was very aware of them, suspecting that they had been made by the older women of the town who were jealous of her escapades. In fact she knew that most of the older men who’d had young, marriageable daughters over the years were actually content that she kept the young bucks away from their girls, and the young men in question thoroughly enjoyed the liberal way she dispensed her favors. But the married women were always worried that she would take their husbands away from them. They needn’t have been scared. Emily didn’t do married men. In fact she didn’t have sex that often, just spread what favors she was prepared to give around amongst several people. And even that didn’t happen until sometime after Vince had died. It had been wonderful—nothing like she had experienced when married.
    A murmur went through the townsfolk. She gritted her teeth. She knew full well that the judge was aware of her activities, but the crux of the issue now was that she had been caught. She had to resist the urge to turn and look at her fellow culprit, Finn, sitting with the crowd. It really was unfair—why wasn’t he on