Elegant Gentlemen

I know that bad boys are all the rage now, along with cowboys, military men, law enforcement and tough guys in general.  All of those men are hot, for sure, but no one can replace the elegant gentleman as a leading man.  Maybe it's because I grew up watching Cary Grant. A calm unflappable man, determined and firm, yet always a gentleman.  His articulate way of speaking, impeccable manners, dry humor and perfectly groomed persona, got to me every time.  I like a well-spoken hero.  Sure he can get down and dirty if need be, but he must also have class, a certain savoir-faire.  I don't believe Mr. Grant ever spanked his co-star in a movie, but it is rumored he spanked his 4th wife, Dyan Cannon.  While most us would say, lucky girl, somehow I don't think she'd agree. 
In book two of my Sugar Babies, Inc. series,  Match Me If You Dare, all the men are classy, well-educated gentlemen.  In this excerpt Susan and Marcus and Ty and Kelsey are at a restaurant and the wife of Susan's ex-boss spots them:

“Susan,” she drawled silkily, “I see you’ve found other employment.  I wasn’t aware there was a high-end call girl service in this city.”

      Marcus felt Susan tense and slipped his arm firmly around her waist, keeping her securely in her seat.  He saw her hands clench and jumped in quickly.  He knew a cat fight when he saw one and this had all the makings.

      “On the contrary madam; Miss Shaughnessy is the research and development specialist for McCarthy Inc.  I’m Marcus McCarthy, and this is my brother, Dr. Tyrone McCarthy.  This is Miss Reed, his fiancée and you already know Susan.  Was there something you needed?” he inquired coldly.

      “Marcus McCarthy, the author?” she gushed.  “Oh, I’m a big fan, Mr. McCarthy.  I’ve read all your books.”

      “That’s very nice,” he replied icily.  “I always enjoy hearing from a fan.  Now if you’ll excuse us, we were just leaving.” He helped Susan rise and tucked her arm through his.  He nodded once as the dragon lady backed up as if making way for royalty and escorted Susan from the restaurant, leaving money on the table for the check.  Ty and Kelsey followed behind, Kelsey pointedly ignoring the woman, her little nose in the air. 

      As soon as they got outside, the girls burst into laughter.

      “I must admit, you did that far better than I ever could,” Susan giggled, wiping the tears from her eyes.  “I would have just ripped that wig off her head and made her eat it.”

      “Good grief,” Marcus responded.  “You mean someone actually paid for that hair, on purpose?”



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