Jun 30, 2013

Sunday Smooch with Louisa George

Welcome to another LoveCats DownUnder Sunday Smooch!

Today we have a smooch from Louisa George, but first ...

the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is --Tammy!

Tammy, can you please contact Nicole on Nicole (at) nicoleflockton (dot) com to receive your copy of Rescuing Dawn!

And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Louisa George's medical romance How To Resist A Heartbreaker

Back cover blurb: Nurse Gabby Radley knows exactly the type of man that super sexy Dr Max Maitland is — a hot-shot surgeon with no strings attached. So, attempting to balance a fling, working together and Gabby's runaway past? It all points towards a relationship with a seriously complicated health warning!

The only problem is, giving in to their sizzling chemistry is one thing, but trusting him with her heart is a whole different story…

Set up: Gabby and Max have just met for the first time in the pub. Gabby normally keeps everyone at arm’s length and is well aware of Max’s playboy reputation, but on today of all days she wants to get drunk and forget. She’s just been rating his chat-up lines and now she’s going home, turning down his offer for no strings-attached sex…

‘Thank you, but I’m fine on my own.’ She dragged on her jacket, lost her balance and slid off her chair slamming into his hard wall of stomach. 'Ooops.'
‘Are you sure about that?’ His voice breezed against her neck sending ripples of something hot pattering through her stomach. ‘Because if there’s anything I can help you with….’
Well, she had been sure. Sure she wasn’t tipsy, sure she was going to walk away.
But now? Not so much. Maybe the mojitos had made her a bit whoozy after all. She wasn’t used to drinking, to meeting men in bars. To the dizzy lights of a strange new city, or the safe embrace of a man like Max Maitland.
Strong arms circled her waist as he hauled her upright and led her outside into the dark street. Heat fizzed through her body. His smell, woody and heady, washed over her. She put her hands out to his chest to create space, but something held her there- her body flat refused to move. A wave of awareness jolted through her.
As her gaze traveled up his chest, over his too-damned-sexy mouth and up to his brightest blue eyes, she realised it was no good fighting it. What he hadn’t offered in words she could see from the spark, feel from his increased respiratory rate. God, she was still thinking like a goddamned nurse. How long had it been?
Too long.
She’d managed to keep that bridge between her and intimacy for so long fortified by Nonna’s rules and ugly experience.
But what he was offering her. What she thought he was offering her. Hot and quick. Would take her off that bridge with a wide leap. She’d spent ten years clinging on by her fingertips, frightened of what might happen. Of how much she’d have to give and lose all over again.
But this was different. He was different. Max wasn’t asking for anything but a good time - he wasn’t the type to make promises or offer her any more, she'd been warned about that already. Which was fine with her.
So either she could go back to the people she didn’t know in her cold unfamiliar house, and spend the night alone with her memories. Like she’d done for a decade. Or she could take him up on his offer. One night of heat, and fun and danger.
She could scramble back onto the bridge tomorrow.
The mojitos made her bolder. Instead of pushing away from him, as she knew she should, she held on to his arm and looked straight into his eyes. Made sure he got the message. What she wanted. Where they were headed.
Never had she felt so brazen, so alive. ‘Actually, I can think of a few things I need help with.’
‘Then I’m your guy.’ For a second he seemed to still, confused no doubt by her see-sawing signals. Then heat ignited in his pupils. He tipped his head, his mouth a fraction away from hers.
 An ache spread from her abdomen, to her groin, rushing through her blood to every nerve ending. When his hands reached for her waist and pulled her closer she stepped into his arms, pushing away any negative thoughts.
When his thumb rubbed against her hip bone her heart-rate spiked. Then his mouth was covering hers with a force she’d never experienced before.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepened the kiss, opening her mouth to his tongue. His hardness pressed between them and she rocked against it. The desire he’d unleashed in her only seemed to grow more intense as she curled into his heat.
Something about Max Maitland made her feel so sexy- and knowing it was for one night only she played along. God, if her Nonna could see her…no. No. No. She hauled Max closer and lost herself in his heat, erased any thoughts of home from her brain.
Shivers tingled down her spine as he cupped her face and crushed his mouth to hers.
Eventually he pulled away, his breathing ragged. ‘Okay, Gabby.’ Still keen to play games with her. Good. She wanted to play. ‘You want to rate me now?’
She pretended to think for a moment, pressed her lips together- relishing the unfamiliar stinging sensation from his kiss. ‘Nine.’
She bit her bottom lip and leaned closer to his ear. Breathed in the scent that had started to drive her wild. ‘Okay, nine-point-five.’
‘Really? And I lost half a point for what exactly?’
‘It didn’t last anywhere near long enough.’

You can find Louisa’s book at Amazon and in book stores now!

Louisa is giving away a copy of her book to one lucky commenter!  So her question to you is:

How To Resist A Heartbreaker features some of the worse chat-up lines I’ve come across- what would be the worse (or the best) chat-up line you’ve heard?

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced -- and a smooch from The Cattleman’s Ready-Made Family by Michelle Douglas will be posted!


  1. Hi Louisa, I'm almost finished my current book and I have this one on the NEXT list, i cant wait, I love the smooch. Oh so many bad lines out there that are hilarious. Maybe "how do you like your eggs in the morning?" I heard a funny one the other day but cant think of it. I told a friend once that his lines are as smooth as peanut butter lol

  2. BAD....That's a nice shirt. Can I talk you out of it?
    CHEESY....You look cold. Want to use me as a blanket?....Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?....If being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged!....

  3. Gorgeous smooch, Louisa! Lots of lovely luscious heat between Gabby and Max. :-)

    Ooh, I think the cheesiest chat up line I've heard is: How was heaven when you left it. ;-)

  4. Hey Tash! I really hope you enjoy the book! I love your chat-up lines- who on earth is really brave enough to use them though? I had a lot of fun researching!

  5. Wow Laney4 you know some really BAD chat-up lines! LOL!! I think if a man was game enough to try some of them I'd be game enough to have a conversation with him. Maybe that's what they're hoping for?

  6. Oooh, Michelle- cringe! But also a very nice compliment!!

  7. Louisa, the worst line I ever received was when I was dancing with a guy and singing along to the music quietly and he told me how well I sang. Now that was such a lie. I'm worse than tuneless.

  8. An excellent smooch thank you. Speaking of lines, loved the last in the excerpt.

    I'd buy you a drink, but you are obviously way too young to be drinking.

    That line is all sorts of wrong.

  9. Many, many moons ago DH used to be a photographer and one of his friends had a pet pick-up line (now well-outdated by digital photography) - "Do you want to come into the darkroom and see what develops?" Hmmm....

    Sizzling smooch, Louisa!

  10. Hi Louisa - Awesome smooch! Worst pick up line? Hmmmm, I refuse to incriminate the man I married LOL.

  11. one of the worst: "are you tired because you've been running through my mind all day?"

  12. Sue! Ha ha! I'm sure your singing isn't bad! He was obviously enjoying it!

  13. LOL, Mary- you're right- wrong on all sorts of levels! Glad you enjoyed the smooch!

  14. Clare- groan!! Although, got to love the cheek of it!

  15. Aw, now Helen, you have me intrigued!

  16. bn100- that has got to be one of the worst! LOL. Where do they get them from?!?!?!

  17. Sorry ~ no pick up lines from me. The last one I heard was over 46 years ago when I met my now husband on a blind date and he asked me to marry him. I thought it was a most unique way to score but he was serious.

    Love the smooch. It's still Sunday in Canada. Now I have to go read some older posts.

  18. Loved the hot smooch, Louisa. Worst/funniest line was years ago when my Aussie girlfriend and her husband came over for a holiday. We left the husbands in the back seat of the car, while we walked across the road to put in an order at a sidewalk takeaway. While we were chatting, a guy came up behind me and said, 'Is that Daddy's car you're driving?' The fact he'd been watching us gave me the creeps but before I had a chance to turn around I heard a familiar, deep voice- 'Yes. And I'm Daddy!'
    MrG had anticipated 'the move' on us and was ready at the rescue. The bad line moment turned out to be a hero moment. Sigh!

  19. That's one hot smooch, Louisa. Gabby and Max's story sounds fantastic. I wish I could remember some of the bad lines I've heard but I must have blanked them out.