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

“Thanks. I know I’ve been saying that a lot tonight, but I feel like you deserve to hear it a lot.”


Amy rose to her feet. He thought he caught a glimmer of a smile before she turned away, but without chasing her down, there was no way to be sure.


“You can make it up to me by bringing in two pots of snow. It’ll save me a trip in the cold when the first bowl is gone.”


Kenneth pushed himself to his feet immediately and grabbed two of the pots they had been using to melt the snow. The wind sliced into his skin as soon as he opened the door, and he sent up a quick prayer of thanks that they weren’t huddled together in the barn. Maybe Woody really was their guardian angel. It comforted him a little to think that—to believe that God hadn’t given up on his soul completely.3


Chapter 8