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

One hand slid beneath his jacket, tracing over his chest. Amy sculpted over each muscle, all hesitation gone, but her kisses never stopped, even when she popped the uppermost buttons and slid her fingers inside. He didn’t remember her being so warm. What he did remember was the weight of her stretched out atop him, how much it had made him ache.


This was better. This was all for him. She was his to have, if only for the moment.


Her skin was rough, the texture revealing the hours she spent working, and all the effort she put into her household, her son, and even the other members of the community. Each soft touch was a reminder of the strength he had sensed from the first moment he met her. He wanted to feel her entire body above him, or settled beneath him, every inch of her skin touching his. But he didn’t even dare push her coat off her shoulders. It was just a little too chilly in the barn, and the last thing he wanted was to put her health at risk.


Chapter 31