{"id":1833,"date":"2017-12-09T11:09:46","date_gmt":"2017-12-09T18:09:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.authorjennifergriffith.com\/?p=1833"},"modified":"2017-12-09T11:09:46","modified_gmt":"2017-12-09T18:09:46","slug":"day-6-of-the-12-days-of-clean-romance-for-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.authorjennifergriffith.com\/?p=1833","title":{"rendered":"Day 6 of the 12 Days of Clean Romance for Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"

Big thanks to Kathy at IAmAReader for putting together this fun promo!<\/em><\/p>\n

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\"\"My Fair Aussie by Jennifer Griffith<\/strong><\/p>\n

There’s more to this Aussie cowboy than meets the eye. <\/i><\/p>\n

Former grad student Eliza works as a nanny for a self-absorbed trophy wife looking to trade up for a new husband and ditch her child. Eliza will do anything to protect the little girl and open her boss\u2019s eyes. Even if it requires an elaborate hoax.<\/p>\n

Then fate hits Eliza with Henry, a bewildered, dirty guy at the bus station. He\u2019s got amazing teeth, cowboy swagger, and an accent to swoon for. Everything is falling into place for a rags-to-riches-style bait and switch. But will it deliver a slice of humble pie to Eliza\u2019s boss\u2014or get Eliza fired?<\/p>\n

Worse, refining him might mean losing her heart.<\/p>\n

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Praise for My Fair Aussie<\/strong><\/p>\n

My Fair Aussie<\/em> is the perfect retelling of a classic tale with a delicious twist\u2014and an Australian cowboy to boot. It’s the ideal combination of humor and romance. Totally swoon-worthy. Highly recommended! \u2013 CJ Anaya, USA Today bestselling author<\/p>\n

\u201cHow does she do it? Griffith once again makes me laugh out loud and thoroughly enjoy a good book. Love her cute characters.\u201d Amazon Reviewer ‘grimm<\/p>\n

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Excerpt 1<\/p>\n

\u201cSo you\u2019re saying we find our very own Eliza Doolittle, but a guy, \u2018deliciously dirty,\u2019 as you say\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe has to be deliciously dirty.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight. We do a quick ritzy makeover on him and try to pass him off as one of the type of guys Monique-Noelle and her army of vacuous gold-diggers are looking for.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEven better, we set things up so Mo-No could actually totally fall for him. And when she does, we whisk him away and then let her find out the truth.\u201d Polly wasn\u2019t the type to get giddy, but she did have a light in her eye.<\/p>\n

And maybe, with that, Mo-No realizes she should appreciate the man who was the father of her beautiful daughter and quit trying to trade up. Or down. Or sideways.<\/p>\n

Or for more hair.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd where do we get someone deliciously dirty who also isn\u2019t a drug dealer or user or, you know, dangerous?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t say this plan was without risks. But we\u2019ll be careful.\u201d Polly\u2019s eyes danced. \u201cI\u2019m a good judge of character.\u201d<\/p>\n

Yeah. Everyone thought that about themselves. Skepticism crept up in me. There was no way we could pull off something of this magnitude. We shouldn\u2019t even be considering it.<\/p>\n

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\u201cAre you okay, sir?\u201d I couldn\u2019t help asking. He looked so forlorn.<\/p>\n

\u201cActually, an international phone. That\u2019s what I really need.\u201d As he said the word need, I caught a glimpse of his teeth.<\/p>\n

Okay, I might have a thing about teeth. An obsession, Polly calls it. A very good set of teeth can completely blind me to myriad other characteristics that would make a person otherwise unappealing.<\/p>\n

And these teeth happened to be the best, most dazzling teeth I\u2019d ever seen. My heart may have skipped a beat.<\/p>\n

Maybe it was because they contrasted so starkly against his sunburnt face, or played so nicely off his extremely messy blond hair, but suddenly, I was entranced and ignoring everything else that I should be paying attention to\u2014like the fact he was a homeless man who lived at the bus station and was asking to borrow, or possibly steal, my phone.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve got to get an international phone.\u201d He said it again, and this time I picked apart the accent more. My mind was like one of those police phone traces when a hostage-taker called. Keep \u2019em on the line just a few more seconds\u2014we\u2019re pinpointing. He had to talk more for me to place it. Not American, not quite British. South African, maybe? Kiwi?<\/p>\n

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Polly took him by the shoulders and spun him around. \u201cNice build. That, plus the teeth. You\u2019ll do.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s nice and all,\u201d Henry said, his dazzling teeth outshining his grime, \u201cbut I really do need access to an international phone. This place only has a pay phone that calls locally, and I need to make an overseas call, and\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow about this, Henry?\u201d Polly rubbed her chin as if she were an old man stroking his beard in thought. \u201cWe need someone to do a project with us for two weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n

Two weeks! I spluttered beside her, not knowing how to stop this fast-moving freight train. Did she even know what she was saying?<\/p>\n

\u201cAt the end of two weeks, if you can accomplish what we need you to do\u2014all of it being totally legal and above-board, I promise\u2014I\u2019ll make sure you get an international phone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTwo weeks\u2026\u201d Henry frowned. He didn\u2019t have the confused look of earlier, but he didn\u2019t seem to be rejecting it. \u201cWhat exactly are we talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, it will be fun. Lots of fun.\u201d Polly would not be stopped. \u201cYou\u2019ll get to dress in nice clothes, meet wealthy people, go to at least one nice party.\u201d<\/p>\n

I\u2019d rather work for Mo-No forever than hurt this guy who was worrying about the helicopters and the water in the river and his fanciful realm of reality-forged-of-imagination. For as wacked as it was, his crazy worldview definitely did seem harmless, sweet almost. And his Australian accent, now that it quit plaguing me as I tried to decipher it, was totally engaging.<\/p>\n

We could not set him up.<\/p>\n

However, Henry didn\u2019t look appalled; he looked intrigued, if that was possible, through the grime. \u201cMy Fair Lady. I get it. But in this case, I\u2019m the lady.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cLet\u2019s have my story be\u2014\u201d he stroked my index finger \u201c\u2014I\u2019m an Australian.\u201d He caressed my thumb. \u201cI run a huge cattle operation in the high country.\u201d He followed along with each of my other fingers while I blinked. \u201cI\u2019m here in the States exploring top-secret business opportunities.\u201d<\/p>\n

I heard the words. They went into my ear canals, but I didn\u2019t process them at all. His fingertips were now sliding along the back of my hand, and then across my palm and my fingers again, and the only one of my five senses I could compute was touch, it was so engrossing. Showers of tingles filled every cell and molecule of me.<\/p>\n

After a bit of my stunned silence, he said, \u201cHow does that sound, Eliza?\u201d He said my name, with the Elizer accent again, and my sense of hearing kicked back in. \u201cCattle baron?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight.\u201d I gulped once, and then again. \u201cCattle baron.\u201d That would explain any lack of polish, as well as the cowboy walk, and the great tan for this time of year. Wasn\u2019t it the dead of summer there right now, while we were leading up to Christmas here in the northern hemisphere?<\/p>\n

Perfect.<\/p>\n

\u201cPerfect,\u201d I breathed.<\/p>\n

\u201cPerfect,\u201d he said, lifting my hand and giving it a kiss, and turning my insides from mere tingling sparklers to the full-on Fourth of July. \u201cA cattle baron might win any girl\u2019s heart. Even a nanny\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Also by Jennifer Griffith<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\"\"Author Jennifer Griffith<\/strong><\/p>\n

Jennifer Griffith writes light, sweet romances she calls Cotton Candy for the Soul. Her Legally in Love Collection stems from the fact she fell in love with a handsome law school student who now serves as a judge\u2014as well as her muse. She also writes the Billionaire Makeover Romances, billionaires and makeovers being some things with which she has less experience.<\/p>\n

Jennifer loves old cars, landscape paintings, fresh bread with raspberry jam, and reading. She lived in Japan during college, where she once ate a cricket on a dare. She also traveled through Europe, where she slept a night in a castle on the Rhine. Jennifer worked summers in a cookie factory, and she spent a few years working for the U.S. Congress before becoming a wife, a mom and an author.<\/p>\n

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