NYPD Captain Anthony Moretti puts duty above all else, but when a sweet-natured waitress also becomes his star witness he begins to redefine what it means to put it all on the line.


Steal Me

Anthony & Maggie's Love Story

New York's Finest, Volume Two

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  • Rated R. Steamy, with explicit sex scenes.
  • This book is written in third-person, alternating the heroine and heroine's POV.

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“HOT! Smart dialogue, creative plotting and an insightful, unexpected romance ensure Steal Me is a sure-fire success…a pitch-perfect addition to a lovely series.”―RT Book Reviews

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Being a cop might be in Anthony Moretti’s blood, but protecting and serving the city of New York has always been more than just the family business. If that means his love life stays locked up, well then that’s just another sacrifice made in the line of duty. That is, until he sets eyes on the gorgeous new waitress at The Darby Diner and suddenly Anthony’s morning coffee is leaving him a whole lot more hot and bothered than usual.
Though waitressing at The Darby isn’t exactly Maggie Walker’s dream job, it pays the bills and gives her time to work on her novel. Now if only she could stop fantasizing about gorgeous Anthony Moretti every time he sits down at her table, she’d really be in great shape. But when he needs her help identifying a criminal threatening The Darby-and Maggie recognizes her ex-husband-she fears her fresh start might be a pipe dream. Faster than a New York minute, Maggie and Anthony find themselves in one perilous pursuit that only gets hotter with each and every rule-breaking kiss.


“Answer my question, Sims. You attracted to me?”

He moved in, then, not quite touching her, but somehow pinning her against the railing using body heat alone. Ava kept her eyes locked on his chin even as her pulse flipped into overdrive.

Luc touched a knuckle to her cheek. “I think the woman behind the reporter is pulled to me. Just like the man behind the cop is drawn to you.”

He was going to kiss her. She could tell by the firm command of his voice, the positioning of his body.

She wanted it.

Oh, how she wanted it.