Widow Amy Northe hasn’t known a man’s company in the six years since her husband died. That all changes the night her son comes in from chores with two strangers in tow. Kenneth and Leon are seeking shelter, and though Amy wants to turn them away, she can’t. There’s a blizzard moving through the Utah mountains, and Leon’s busted ankle has him teetering on the edge of consciousness. She does the only thing she can and takes them in, unaware of the secrets these young men hide.<br><br>Kenneth doesn’t want to take advantage of the older woman’s hospitality, even though she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. But Leon needs help and Amy is a nurse. If he has to satisfy his desire for her with covert trysts with Leon, then that’s what he’ll do, especially since he’s too much of a gentleman to ever think of making advances.<br><br>Until she makes one herself. Then everything changes. For all of them.

Stealing Northe

“It’s probably better if he sleeps,” she said when she saw the concern on Kenneth’s face. They might be strangers, but they were still men in need. Her heart went out to them. Their obvious exhaustion and clear need called to every protective instinct she had. “The stew will keep so he can eat when he wakes up.”


“He just made it worse for himself. I’ve been trying to convince him we need help for the past five days. But he’s stubborn.”


Stubborn almost cost him his foot. Wrapping the final bandage around the swollen flesh, Amy glanced between that and the discarded boot. “You’ll have to go to the mercantile when the storm dies down. He’s going to need bigger shoes to fit around the splint. I can mend the pants, but there’s no way he’s getting this foot into that boot until it’s better healed.”


“How long…how long will it take before he can just wear his own boot?”


Chapter 4