May 3, 2015

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 Grandma Cootie!

Grandma Cootie, can you please email annie (at) annie-west (dot) com to receive your copy of A Royal Scandal!

And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Louisa George's new medical romance release, Tempted By Her Italian Surgeon

Back cover blurb:
The doctor everyone’s talking about!
When a deliciously naughty photo of paediatric transplant surgeon Matteo Finelli goes viral, social media expert Ivy Leigh is called in to discipline him. It will be a challenge, especially as Ivy is far from immune to Matteo’s charismatic charm herself!
Dedicated doc Matteo doesn’t care about social media policy — he’s far more interested in uncovering the warm, vulnerable heart Ivy hides beneath her suit jacket. The chemistry between them is sizzling, but can he persuade ever-cautious Ivy to take a risk and give into an irresistible temptation?

Kiss Scene:-  Set up: Ivy and Matteo have just shared an intense day and a quick drink at the pub. Ivy realizes she’s far more attracted to him than she wants to be…

Breathing a huge sigh of relief, she pushed the door open and inhaled the late spring evening air. Thank God for that. What was happening to her insides she did not know, or want to even think about. But she knew she had to put some distance between her and Dr Delicious. Wrapping her coat around her, she began to walk towards the bus stop and realised…
My bag. Damn.
Without it her evening, her whole weekend, would be lost. Besides, those files held confidential information that she could not lose on any account.
Twirling back round towards the pub, she slammed hard into a wall of muscle. A dark collared shirt. Brooding eyes. A hand holding out her bag. ‘Ivy.’
‘Oh.’ But now she was touching him she didn’t want to let go. Should have but didn’t. Underneath the soft linen of his shirt she could feel every nuance of muscle, every ripple of movement. And there, underneath her fingers, his heart beat strong and regular. Steady. ‘Matteo—’
‘Hush.’ The bag fell to the ground. Then he placed his palm to the back of her neck, pulled her towards him, and pressed his lips against hers.
It took a moment to register that this was Matteo, this was a kiss—so unexpected, and yet everything that their conversations had been leading up to. His mouth was playful as he nipped across her bottom lip and she could feel his smile against her own. Then she stopped thinking altogether—because thinking would throw up too many barriers, and just for once in her life she wanted to be free, to take what she wanted instead of holding back. To open herself up to…this. He tasted exotic, of spice and man, and it set her gut on fire.
Wrapping his arm around her waist and drawing her closer, he set the tone, and took control. His tongue slipped into her mouth and danced a fierce dance with hers. She gripped his shirt, pressed her body against his, took everything he gave her and gave it right back to him. All the fighting and the humiliation and the anger and the deep sexual need she’d experienced since she’d crossed paths with him was in that kiss. So too was a longing and heat that she’d never experienced before.
This was bad.
This was good.
This was the biggest mistake she’d ever made. As reality seeped into her brain she stopped. Fighting for breath, she pulled away. ‘My God, Matteo. What the hell was that for?’
‘You looked like you needed kissing.’ And he was all bravado and outward calm but she could see the slight tremor in his body as he inhaled a breath. So it had been an instinctive unthought-out action and had taken him by surprise too. ‘And I was right, you did. Kissing suits you. You should do it more often. Look at you now—alive. Vibrant. No words.’
She daren’t imagine how she looked, but that was the least of her problems. ‘Well, that’s not the way I do things. And now I’m going home.’
Don’t even think of asking to come with me.

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:

When Ivy needs help Matteo steps up and proves he is a swoon-worthy hero by driving her long distance to see her sick mother. What is the most (printable!) romantic thing anyone has done for you?

Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced -- and a smooch from Anna Campbell will be posted!


  1. Hi Louisa

    Firstly let me congratulate on such a great story I loved this one and I really want Matteo for myself he really is to die for and that cover is just so good :)

    For me just after I lost my Mum Hubby got this lovely double frame and got a couple of our wedding photos ones with me and Mum in them had them enlarges and printed and put in the frame I cried but it was so lovely :)

    Have Fun

    1. Awww, Helen, that made me tear up! Sounds like you've got a keeper there!

  2. VERY intriguing excerpt, Louisa! :-)

    My hubby does lots of lovely little romantic things -- like taking one look at my face some nights and suggesting we order pizza...or picking me up a book he knows I want, but won't buy for myself because I have so many to read already. He surprises me regularly with flowers (usually orange as that's my fave colour). Seriously, those little things mean a lot. :-)

    1. The little things mean so much. Sounds like your hubby is a real sweetie x

  3. What a wonderful smooch. My husband takes care of me when I am sick. He also takes me to very romantic dinners and places too

    1. Sounds like you have a gorgeous man, there, Tammy!

  4. Hi Louisa - what a fabulous smooch. Matteo.....sigh. My hubby is pretty romantic, so I'm lucky. Flowers are one of my favorites :)

  5. Love the scene thank you.

    As to romantic gestures, I have to go with bringing me soup when I am ill. I do believe it is a case of literally saving a life.

  6. Love that Smooch and the fabulous chemistry between Ivy and Matteo, Louisa! And NICE cover to BTW!

    I think one of the most romantic things my DH did for me was picking up the latest Harry Potter book on the way to collect me from hospital after I'd had surgery.

  7. Wonderful smooch, Louisa! Ivy and Matteo's story sound very intriguing!

    My now hubby flew from Brisbane (where he lived) to London (where I lived) to visit me after only spending five days with me (when I was home in Brisbane for a visit). I was seriously impressed by such a romantic gesture.

    1. Wow- he knew that he wanted you! That's a seriously romantic gesture!

  8. Hi Louisa! The father of my kids gave me my first bunch of flowers from him with a McDonalds Toy tucked away in the middle, I collected them at the time, and it was the 101 Dalmations set so it was a lil dalmation in a box. I was only 21 at the time so it was quite romantic. It's not the most romantic thing he ever did but it was enough for me to date him more :D

    1. P.S Congrats on your latest release x

    2. That was a lovely gesture from your guy, Tash! And thanks for the congrats! xx

  9. Oooh I want to know where this goes next!! You have me hooked :D

    My husband has done quite a few romantic things in our relationship, although we're usually not the couple that's very lovely dovey haha. Recently I was feeling really ill and miserable (being sick and on a deadline is no fun!) so he turned up at home with a bunch of flowers and suggested we order pizza for dinner. I like both of those things very much ;)

  10. Stef- for a not-so lovey-dovey guy it sounds as if he knows exactly what you need! xx

  11. I think the most print-worthy one was for our 25th wedding anniversary 9 years ago.... We left at 9 am on a Monday morning. Drove an hour to a nearby city (holding hands in the car). Took a ferry to an island (with me reading a romance while he walked out and about). Drove slowly around the island (pulling over to neck like teenagers). Had lunch on the island in a lovely restaurant (completing the meal with homemade brownies afterward in the car). Drove around (and necked) some more. Took the ferry back (again reading/walking around). Had supper in another lovely restaurant (completing that meal with homemade butter tarts in the car). Drove to yet another ferry (ditto/ditto) on way home. Stopped at an ice-cream store (and ate cones out on a bench). Got home at 9 pm.

    1. sounds wonderfully romantic and a perfect way to spend your 25th anniversary! xxx