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Genres: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Independently Published
Publication Date: February 8th 2012
Most people would describe Katherine Berger as a responsible girl with a big heart, a loyal friend who takes care of those close to her, and the possessor of a wicked sense of humor. There was something about her that most people didn’t know. “My name is Kat Berger, and I love porn.”
When twenty-five-year-old Kat is dragged to a porn convention by her best friend, she’s both embarrassed and nervous. The last thing she ever expected was to meet someone who makes her laugh like no other. This is a story about acceptance and friendship, and a love born out of the most unexpected of places.
“This perfect looking person who caught me pulling my underwear out of my ass, called me a gold digger, walked me to the bathroom, referred to the bat signal for assistance, ate a hot dog with me, and said he enjoyed meeting me was a freaking porn star.”
I’m slowly making my way through re-reading and reviewing Zapata’s work as she is one of my favorite slow burn romance authors (who am I kidding authors in general–the girl is a queen). This gem is just another highlight to why I love her so much.
Lingus tells the story of Kat who is
willingly forced to go to a porn convention by her best friend Nikki. Surrounded by porn stars and sex toys, Kat finds herself awkwardly meeting Tristan–an attractive yet mysterious guy who she instantly connects with on more than one level. However, by the end of the convention things get awkward fast when she realizes her new interest is none other than Robby Lingus, a famous porn star.
Like all Zapata’s other works, this is a slow burn romance, with a double dose of humor interlaced within it. I found myself falling head over heels in love with Kat and Tristan and their instant connection/chemistry. The sexual tension was hella thick throughout my time reading and I couldn’t not stop reading until my thirst was quenched.
Boy was it quenched.
“Jesus Christ. He was wearing a suit for once, a dark gray ensemble that looked tailored to fit his wide shoulders, full arms, slim hips, and muscular thighs. How the hell did he go through the day without getting slipped a Rohypnol by every woman he came in contact with?”
For this being her debut novel, I was really happy to see how far Zapata’s writing has come and how much of her style has stayed the same throughout the years. I found myself easily connecting and relating to our main character, Kat, as she tries to figure out her relationship with Tristan and how she feels about his “side job.”
I did however, feel as though Tristan was a little wishy-washy for my taste as a Hero. His constant mixed signals and push and pull mentality got annoying after a while and there were a few instances where I almost got pulled out of the story, however, Kat and her gang pulled me right back in with their witty banter and sarcastic humor.
If you are a lover of a good slow burn romantic comedy, I highly recommend you pick Lingus up. Funny, light, and sassy–you will be smiling ear to ear for more reasons than on by the end of it.