She belongs to my brother…
I’ve stood back for years watching Dax repeatedly screw things up with Kennedy, as if he doesn’t think anyone could ever swoop in and steal her away.
Breakup after breakup, they always end up back together, even though I’ve always had a thing for her. I’m tired of waiting. He had his chance.
I want mine.
When Dixie’s Alibi — her Grandmother’s bar — needs a new cook for the food truck, I jump at the opportunity, despite the fact that Kennedy Ward hates me. At least, she pretends she does. We both know she secretly wants me and always has.
One way or another, I will get her to finally admit it, even if it involves losing my brother. I plan to play dirty — real dirty — just like he did.
This time I’m going to beat him at his own game. I wanted her first, and he knew that, but our age kept us apart. Not anymore.
Now, I’m grown and ready to take what should’ve been mine to begin with.
Tension, hotness. A cocky Alpha. Steal You Away has it all.
Now, I was a little put off by Colson's forwardness at the beginning, how he would pursue Kennedy relentlessly even though she was his brothers girlfriend. As the story unfolds though and you begin to understand the history and the reasons for Colson only just making his move it all comes to light.
Steal You away was a good story with characters that definitely deserved to be with each other. I haven't read a love triangle in a long time and I found the suspense had me turning the pages eagerly to see how it would all unfold.
Told in first person dual pov and leads to HEA.
AVAILABLE IN KU
“You should be thanking me,” he breathes. “I have many ways you can do that. But it’s best to wait until we’re alone before I name them.”
“Fuck off, Colson.” I place my hand on his firm chest to put some space between us. His closeness has my entire body igniting into flames. “I won’t be thanking you for anything. No one asked for your help. I know I certainly didn’t. In fact, I had no idea you were even back in town. Your sister failed to mention that little disappointing tidbit to me.”
“I doubt it’s that much of a disappointment. From what I remember, babe, I left you with a little something to remember me by and we both know you enjoyed it. Let’s not pretend.” His eyes lower to the natural bulge in his jeans, and following his trap, mine do as well. “I bet you still fantasize about my taste, don’t you? Does my brother know?”
“You’re disgusting.” I say, my pulse racing with need. “If you must know, I haven’t thought about you in months. In fact, I almost forgot you existed until you showed up here.”
“We both know that’s a lie…”