Sommer Marsden’s in Denial. Poster Boy for Average Blog Tour

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Denial. I love writing it. When a heroine denies how she’s feeling. When a hero says no way to his wants. In this particular scene not only is Aubrey trying to deny how she knows she feels about Mike but everything else he might throw at her. Everything he says is a ‘no’ as far as she’s concerned. It’s the verbal version of a sword fight and God do I love when two characters clash before they finally crash…into one another.




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“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?” he said to her through the eye of her camera.

She bit her lip and took a few shots when he shut his mouth and no longer looked like he was talking. Poster boy for average her ass. The camera loved him. It somehow made his good features great, his great features phenomenal.

“Nope.” Click, click, click.

Focus on the task, Aubrey, not that goddamn kiss. Just pay attention to the magic you saw in him that first day. Before he ruined it with a kiss.

The self-coaching was doing little to keep her mind off the memory of his hand cupping the back of her head, anchoring her to him.

Or just a moment before when he touched her and she wanted to rub her body against his, kiss him again.

“Yes, you are. It’s in your posture. When you are surprised, you stand up straighter. When you’re angry you become like a flagpole. Rigid and straight.”

“I am not a flagpole. And how the hell would you know anyway? You’ve known me all of three days!”

“But you’re easy to read because you’re passionate.” He dug the tip of the shovel into the ground and it made his muscles bulge in the loveliest way. Aubrey’s mouth went dry.

“I am not passionate,” she hissed. Then she captured three amazing pictures of him that would fit on any romance novel cover on earth.

“Yes you are. You’re an artist. You’re passionate. I can tell by the way your eyes flash.”

“My eyes do not flash,” she growled, managing to snag the most amazing picture where he looked both amused and startled. She was also glad he couldn’t see her damn eyes.

Mike Sykes seemed very astute at reading people. Which meant he’d probably know right away that he was getting to her.

“They do so.” He grinned.




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…


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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