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

The mercantile was overly warm, the stove in the middle of the floor stoked high enough to make Amy loosen her scarf from around her neck. She smiled at Mrs. Underwood as she approached the counter. It wouldn’t be that difficult to be pleasant this morning. Though the owner’s wife wasn’t one of her favorite people, Amy didn’t think even she could spoil her good mood.


“Good morning,” she said brightly. She peeled off her mittens and stuffed them into her pockets. “How are you and the family doing today? Survive the storm all right?”


“Well enough, I suppose.” Watery gray eyes narrowed as they inspected her. “I can’t say I expected to see you in town. Got an emergency to tend to?”


“No, no, just need to pick up a few things.” She pointed to the various barrels as she spoke. “Some coffee and flour, please. A couple pounds each.”


Chapter 23