Steal Me

Steal Me by Lauren Layne

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A New York’s Finest Novel, Book Two

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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.

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Anthony’s eyes flashed in anger. “You said you’re bad at this. I’m bad at this too! I may not be handling this attraction between us well, but at least I’m trying!”

Maggie’s eyes widened in surprise. Both at the words, and the blurted nature of them. Captain Moretti struck her as the type of man who was always in control, but he didn’t look in control now.

“I should go.” He backed away.


He paused and she went to him.

“About the…attraction,” she continued before she could lose her nerve. “I don’t know what to do about it either. But I feel it. Like I’ve never felt anything before.”

He closed his eyes. “You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Why not?” she asked.

He made a low growling noise. “Because now I won’t be able to stop myself from doing this.”

He pushed her backward into the wall. His eyes were wild as they looked down on her, and the last thought Maggie had before his mouth slammed against hers was that Anthony Moretti completely out of control was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen…