Author: Marshall Thornton
Publisher: Kenmore Books
Release Date: July 28, 2016
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance, Gay Fiction
Page Count: 228 Pages
Reviewed by: Natalie
Heat Level: 2.5 flames out of 5
Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5
Queeny cocktail waiter, Lionel, wakes up to find himself in bed with Dog, a straight-acting softball player and the two embark on a rocky road to romance. A journey that requires coming out of the closet, going into the closet, a pair of red high heels, many pairs of red high heels, a failed intervention, a couple of aborted dates, and homemade pom-poms. Mostly, Lionel and Dog learn what it means to be a man.
Marshall Thornton is a new to me author.
I came across this book when another blog I follow posted an early pre-release review. What stood out for me? The title and the lovely cover with the red high heels! I read the blurb and immediately downloaded the book via my Kindle Unlimited membership.
Femme is easily one of my favorite books of 2016. Why? The writing was so freaking awesome. There’s nothing off the wall about Lionel and Dog but you come to love them equally. It’s a simple story really. Boy meets boy, boys have a one-night stand, crazy shenanigans ensue.
Lionel is a cocktail waiter at a gay bar. Dog is a customer who comes to the bar every Sunday with his softball team. Lionel is a bit on the effeminate side, and Dog (aka Doug) is more of a “man’s man.” Lionel doesn’t shy away from who he is and owns it. He even has an alter ego that goes by the name Lynette. Lionel is very out, and Doug is also to some degree except his family doesn’t know that he’s gay.
What starts off as a one-night stand between two opposite men ends up as one hilarious and incredibly charming story.
I loved most everything about this book. The dialogue was a hoot; the secondary characters were just as engaging as the MCs. Doug’s sister was hands down my favorite. After finishing Femme, I immediately purchased two more of Marshall’s other stories.
My favorite quotes:
“I don’t, um, I don’t do things like this.”
“You don’t have sex? That’s sad.”
“I don’t have sex with strangers.”
“Yes, it’s so much better to have cheap meaningless sex with people after you’ve cultivated a relationship with them.”
“I knew I loved him the minute he put his penis into my mouth. And then…I knew I didn’t love him the minute his put his penis into Roger Tyler’s mouth.”
“I let out a bloodcurdling scream as the alcohol in the aftershave closed the cut and was relieved that my neighbors were too indolent (or possibly drugged) to call the police.”
I laughed so darn much reading this book. So many quotable parts!
I give this book 4.5 fabulous stars.
I deducted .5 for minor, and I do mean minor grammatical/formatting errors (I blame my anal retentiveness) and one sentence on the very first page that bugged the shit out of me. It was very much in tune with Lionel’s character, but it didn’t matter. Using rape in the context of a snarky comeback just doesn’t sit well with me. Aside from my nitpicky things, this book was absolutely perfect. I highly recommend it.