Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Welcome Sommer Marsden and her Poster Boy

Help me welcome the sultry Sommer Marsden. She's going to share with us one of her new releases -- Poster Boy for Average.... (don't know about you, but he looks way above average to me)

It’s not hard to love a man who’s humble. Trust me, I’ve been around my fair share of braggarts and self-absorbed men. Women, too. There’s nothing more boring than a narcissist.
Part of why I wrote Mike Sykes as humble and convinced that he was a bad idea for Aubrey to get involved with was I wanted to give Aubrey the opportunity to show him that he was actually a good idea. We all carry our baggage around with us, I think. The trick in life is to find someone who can help you carry that baggage around and lighten your load. Or, if you’re very very lucky…someone who allows you to forget your bags at the station, if you get me.
I fell in love with Aubrey and Mike from the first chapter. Luckily, they cooperated and fell in love with each other soon after. It’s a bit of a tumultuous start but sometimes the best things are hard in the beginning.

Indie photographer and book cover artist Aubrey Singleton is living up to her last name. A long summer at the lake has cured her of her recent breakup, and she’s embracing life as a single woman. What she’s not prepared for is to come back home to find she has a handsome new single neighbor.
Mike Sykes is a roofer—though he’s afraid of heights—a father of two and recently divorced. Oh and one might classify him as smoking hot.
The photographer in Aubrey is smitten, the single woman in her is breathless. She’s ready to make Mike a star—on book covers and, though she’s wary of a broken heart, in her life. He’s not so sure. Mike sees himself as a life complication due to his younger son’s illness, and not hot by a long shot. In fact, he thinks he’s the poster boy for average.
But a “business” trip to Key West, rife with hunky models, sets a backdrop for a shot at true love…

They rounded Deerhorn Avenue and Aubrey turned left toward home. She could feel her pulse pounding heavily in her temples. She should never have thought to mix running and attraction. Not her smartest move.

“Not really. I haven’t had sex in eight months. I think a man full of himself would probably be having a lot more.”

She almost tripped, swayed on her feet and reached out blindly for support. He clasped her hand and steadied her.

“Did I surprise you?”

“Yeah. A bit. But…why would you tell me that?” she asked. “Most men I know would die first before copping to that.”

“Why’s that? It just means I made a choice.”

They were standing in the street, staring at each other. Aubrey wasn’t entirely sure when that had happened. She also became extremely aware that his hand was still on her elbow.
“Well, you’re not alone. I made a choice too. And ya know…why not tell a person I just met, right?”

“I told you because I’m flirting with you,” Mike said.

That shut her up. Few things did. Bradlee would be overjoyed.

“Is that wise?”

“Flirting with you or copping to it? Or both?”

“I just mean…we live next door to each other. What if it were to be a colossal disaster?”

“That would only happen if you were flirting with me too, Aubrey. Were you?” The pressure of his hand on her elbow increased just enough to quicken her heart.

“No! I mean, not really…” He stared at her with those pale-blue eyes. “Okay, maybe some. Just a bit.”

Hi gaze grew more heated and she felt it in her belly. Remembered the dream of him making her come. The image made her blush—she could feel it.

He touched her cheek. “I’m glad. Even if it was just a bit.”

She swallowed hard. “Maybe a little more than just a bit.”

He leaned in and her body seemed to tingle with electricity. “Even better.”

She was hot and sweaty and probably gross to look at, and yet all she wanted in the world was for him to kiss her. It was enough to make her feel a little lightheaded.

“I’d kiss you,” he said, plucking the thought from her mind. “But you look terrified.”

“I do?”

“You do. Is it because we’re neighbors and we get along and you want to take naked pictures of me?”

She stood straight, giving an offended little cry. “Not naked!”

“Just trying to see if you’re paying attention.”

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About the Author:
Professional dirty word writer, gluten free baker, sock addict, fat wiener dog walker, expert procrastinator. Called "one of the top storytellers in the erotic genre" by Violet Blue, Sommer Marsden writes for HarperCollins Mischief, Ellora's Cave, Excessica, Xcite Books and Resplendence Publishing. She's the author of numerous erotic novels including Poster Boy for Average, The Accidental Cougar, Lost in You, and Learning to Drown. Visit


Rose Davis said...

How can a book be any better than this cover? Can't wait to find out.

Spring Maze said...

Ohhhhh count me in. Sounds like a delicious book. Thanks for sharing Cassie! Good luck to the author.

Sommer Marsden said...

I love how much this cover is loved! I've never gotten so much feedback on a cover. My daughter says it's because in a sea of bare chests he's got clothes on. He's adorable and clothed. Seems to be a win/win. :)

Thanks for having me, Cassie!


Cassie Exline said...

Let the party begin!! I'm with you girls, the cover is awesome. Thanks for stopping by.

So glad to have you, Sommer. I think your daughter is onto something. It's a win/win. This book is going to be one hot hit.

P.S. I've already started reading Poster Hunk, I mean Poster Boy -- Yum.

Miz Angell said...

I'm late - I know. Sorry. Busy weekend and I barely got near my devices, let alone my computer. O_O

Yay for humble! Braggarts bore me. I can't wait to dig my eyes into this book.

Maybe one day I'll completely catch up on everything....

Cassie Exline said...

You're never too late, Miz Angell. The book lived up to the cover and then some. Will not disappoint.

Sommer Marsden said...

Always glad to see you, Angell. ;) I hope you enjoy it. And I know what you mean about trying to catch up. LOL