Today we have a Smooch from
You, Me and A Family
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And now for today's Sunday Smooch from You, Me and A Family
by Sue Mackay www.suemackay.co.nz
A family to call her own...
Returning to Nelson Harbour Hospital, Dr Alexandra Prendergast sees work as a distraction from the loss of the baby she'd always longed for. But working with single dad Mario Forelli, who's bringing up his little girl, Sophia, only reinforces dreams of a family that for Alex can never come true.
Alex tries to resist Mario's continental charm, but in doing so she sees a vulnerability beneath his proud facade. Maybe a family for all three of them is closer than they think.
Lead in to the kiss - Mario and his daughter have turned up at Alex's beach house. The little girl, Sophia, is reading one of the books that Alex has had published about two dogs.
Mario stood at the bay window, breathing in the relaxing aptmosphere of Alexandra's special place. Surprising that she'd invited him here, really. This was showing him more about her than any conversation had so far in their relationship.
You don't have a relationship with Alexandra. Other than a working one. And one meal and an almost kiss at her apartment.
He sighed. 'This is magical. I feel like I've been transported to another planet. The hospital and all those sick youngsters seem a long way away.'
Alexandra paused her lunch preparations and came to stand beside him, instantly distracting him with the scent of the outdoors overlaid with pine smoke from her wood-burner. 'It has that effect on me, too.'
Turning slightly, Mario watched, fascinated, as Alex's mouth curved into a gentle smile. Without thought he leaned closer, traced a finger along that smile, felt her lips stretch wider and open slightly under his fingertip, drawing him into her heat. Her tongue touched, licked. He tried backing away, couldn't, his feet apparently nailed to the floor.
That unfinished kiss from last week lay between them. It was in her shy glances when she didn't think he was watching her, in her guarded smiles. It fizzed along his veins, fried his brain. It would not be denied any longer. So tilting her head up with his hand under her chin, he lowered his mouth to hers. Where this would take them he didn't know, didn't question. He just had to have his fill of her. Now. He tasted her. And couldn't get enough. His tongue pressed into her mouth, further, deeper. Savouring, exploring. The world spun away, leaving him alone with Alexandra. Nothing, no one else, mattered.
Mario's Italian his accent is to die for. Hearing a man speak in an Irish accent makes my knees melt. What is your favourite accent? A copy of You, Me and A Family is there for one lucky reader.