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

“What do you want us to do?” Kenneth finally asked. “Stay in here and let you watch?”


“Why not?” Leon jerked his chin toward Amy. “It’s not like she hasn’t been watching us.”


Her eyes went wide, and the fire in her cheeks spread. Suddenly, she knew Leon wasn’t referring to their first night there. She had spent the past two nights listening for a repeat performance, and Kenneth hadn’t let her down. As soon as she heard the whispering start, she crept to the curtain and peeped out. She didn’t see much more than she did the first time, but her imagination filled in the details, scraps of information she gleaned from kissing Kenneth in the barn.


But she’d never guessed that Leon knew she was standing there. He’d never even hinted at it.


Kenneth’s pale skin almost looked purple when he focused his attention on her. “You’ve been…you know we….you were watching us?”


“I’m sorry,” she blurted. “I didn’t mean to—”


Chapter 17