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

They were kisses meant to last for hours. Not the scant seconds Leon granted them before loudly clearing his throat.


“When I said you didn’t have to sneak around, I didn’t mean you had to eat each other’s faces right in front of me.” The look on his face was pure annoyance when Amy glanced back, but there was a hungry glitter in his eye that made her heart skip a beat. “That doesn’t seem very fair, if you ask me.”


“We could always go out to the barn and leave you in here by yourself,” Kenneth said, “if that seems more fair.”


“Or you could let me have a little fun, too.”


Amy’s eyes widened at his suggestion. It was on the tip of her tongue to laugh it off as another of his less than appropriate responses, but there wasn’t a hint in his tone that he was joking. Her heart picked up its rhythm again, faster, skittish. She had to swallow to get rid of the tightness of her throat. She had no idea what to do. Or say. Or even if she should.


Chapter 18