Immersed by Jennifer Griffith
Lisette Pannebaker speaks five languages and has a brilliant business plan—personal language immersion. Clients can hire her to shadow them and speak all day in any language they need to learn for business or travel—whatever.
But there’s a major hitch: she’s far too pretty. Clients with less than honorable intentions sign up just have Lisette at their side. Solution? A make-under. Way under.It works like a charm. None of her male clients show her the least bit of interest.
Erik Gunnarsson is charming, kind, and smart—everything she’s ever looked for. Even though he seems to have a secret and she swore she’d never date a client, Lisette is tempted to shed her disguise—even if it means jeopardizing her career.
Author Jennifer Griffith
Jennifer Griffith studied French, German, Japanese, and a wee bit of Spanish in her school days. Her grandmother was Norwegian, and Jennifer grew up with lots of Scandinavian traditions floating around, including fabulous cardamom laced cookies called Krumkaker, made on a fancy waffle iron. However, she’d never dream of trying to teach someone any of those languages. And she might botch the cookies. Instead, she writes novels in English, drives her five kids a million places, and laughs with her husband, who came up with the plot for Immersed because he’s just a cool muse like that.
You couldn’t have ended the Ripple Effect Romance series more superbly then with this remarkable story! The depth of emotion and the pull on your heart during this enter journey has been building up to this astonishing crescendo! What a marvelous way to end such a beautiful voyage into the unknown where love can bring about unfathomable results in the daily struggle of cause and effect.
Lisette Pannebaker has the talent and high hopes of starting her own business to offer her clients a full immersion into one of the many languages that she can speak. The only hitch is that far too many of her clients come to her for a chance to do more than just take in the beautiful eye candy that she is. With the help of her aunt, Lisette transforms herself into an ugly “duckling” in order to ensure that her clients keep things strictly business. Much to her dismay, her disguise doesn’t work on her latest client. Erik Gunnarson isn’t repulsed by her appearance, and in fact he seems to be able to see far beneath the surface. Frantically fighting a losing battle, Lisette is desperately trying to keep her business thriving while keeping her heart under lock and key. Will a painful past keep her from revealing her Cinderella charm and her desperate heart from a man who appears to be everything she wants, or will she finally risk it all and follow her heart to her prince charming?
This is such a sigh worthy storyline. What woman doesn’t want to be seen for who she really is and not just for her appearance? While the appearance serves to catch the eye of a man, it is her heart that should enthrall and captivate him into never wanting to leave her side. Appreciating and cherishing the entire package is what every woman longs for. Oh how more often than not do we see an epic fail in that area, but who is to blame for that? Do we as a society put way too much emphasis on the external while belittling the heart, the mind, the personality, and the soul? Beauty fades all too quickly with age, but the wisdom, heart, and soul of a woman lives on and endures. It is in those qualities that we should encourage and focus our attention on.
Erick and Lisette find in each what they have been desperately and patiently waiting for – a true friend, a soulmate, and a future lover. Without even paying attention they waded through the normal steps of any relationship. Pealing back the layers of each other, they come to recognize that which their soul have been longing for and is missing. The only question that remains is what will they do with this information once they finally see it for what it is? Will they give in to their empty and hurting heart, or will they continue to follow the safe demands of their stubborn mind?
Jennifer Griffith is such a gifted and outstanding author to create an exquisite romance that doesn’t even start out as a love story in any sense of the word. This emotional ride was a tear jerker in some places while in others I found myself walking on cloud nine. I was so sad to see it end, but I was so ready for what might come next. We all dream of a happy ending, but no matter how our story ends, we all have to make choices along the way. I hope that you make good ones that will bring you a life filled with love, hope, and never-ending joy.
Erik Gunnarson was unbelievable. Her mouth went dry when she saw him. Lisette hadn’t seen anything this good in months. Years. Maybe ever. At least not in person. Sure, in movies, when men were all filter-lit and filmed from just the right angle, they might have looked this good, but not in person.
Suddenly the room was far too hot for this stupid fuzzy pumpkin sweater with the shoulder pads. And this wig? She felt like a blooming fool in it.
“Hello. I’m Lisette Pannebaker.” She extended her hand, but immediately saw it tremble. His olive skin. Those dark brown waves in his thick hair. She could feel her voice quavering. Tiny beads of perspiration formed on her upper lip, and she touched the side of her eye, then her neck.
He looked up at her, looked puzzled a moment, and then gave her a crooked smile before standing to shake her hand. When he touched it, the trembling went into high gear, like she’d received an electric shock. Did he feel it too?
“Ah, you are speak the English now. I see.” His voice was like…butter. He cleared his throat and said, “I am please to meet you. My name is Erik Gunnarson.”
The accent came heavy, and the lilt was definitely Scandinavian. She’d lived in Norway, traveled all the Scandinavian countries. Was he Danish? He looked Danish. Lots of Danes she’d met had darker hair. Like Erik’s.
With effort she remembered to speak to him. “Where do you come from, Mr. Gunnarson?”
He squinted and shook his head, a sign she’d seen a thousand times before in these meetings, so she asked it more slowly.
“I come from Reykjavik. No.” He puzzled a moment and then continued. “A village…near…Reykjavik.”
Oh, Iceland. She wanted to ask him all about his life there, his upbringing, his family, his plans for a family of his own, and could she please be the mother of his children?
Get a hold of yourself, Lisette. She nearly slapped herself. This had to be professional. What a crying shame, too. He had such a nice crooked grin. And those upper arms. While most clients wore stinky sport coats over golf shirts or boring business suits and ties, Erik Gunnarson wore a plain grey Henley shirt—and looked like he’d just been at Henley itself, pulling the oars in the Thames. Those triceps. Who did he think he was? Thor?
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