Like A Gentleman Novels & Stories

He gently put his hand on my waist and put it there so gently that I could hardly feel it. Is that what they mean when they say a gentleman?

“Now, be a gentleman and act like you own the best-looking woman in the room.” His eye twitches. This is going to be so much fun.

But instead, an unexpected sight met her gaze. An older gentleman, impeccably dressed in a well-tailored dark suit and a neatly knotted tie that shimmered with a subtle sheen, stood out amidst the casual crowd. His silver hair was neatly combed back, and his posture exuded an air of quiet competence. In his hand, a placard prominently displayed ‘Welcome, Miss Flora’ in elegant calligraphy. He had an air of formality about him. Flora hesitated, taken aback by his presence. As soon as their eyes met, the man confidently strode over to her and greeted her with a polite nod.

I flailed my arms around like an idiot and laughed it off. "No, this is something a gentleman would never do. I respect a person, especially a woman's privacy and personal space. It is very impudent to act rashly and force myself to express such intimate physical contact with the opposite sex, it is something I would NEVER urge myself to do!" Yeah, he's really defending himself. But even if he's getting used to our world's manner of speaking and acting, his Prince-like charm is still there. He's still a gentleman no matter how hard he tries.

he asked. "I don't know. She seems super friendly, but she comes across a bit... dumb." I said. "I dunno. It seems like she has a big heart." he replied. "And a few other big things." I said, nudging him in the ribs. "Hey." he said, holding up his hands, "I'm a gentleman, so I don't notice these things." "Gentleman my ass." I said, "You were leering like a school boy." I teased.

"And I never thought I'd ever use this word for him in my entire life, but... he's kind. In his own twisted way, he's a gentleman." The old man froze, his coffee cup suspended halfway to his lips. His eyebrows shot up toward his receding hairline, disappearing beneath the wisps of silver hair. He stared at me for a long beat, as if checking to see if I was joking or perhaps delirious. The silence stretched between us, filled with his obvious disbelief. He looked at the empty chair where Jaxx usually sat, then back at me, a look of profound, amused disbelief crossing his weathered features. "Jaxx?" he repeated, testing the word as if it might mean something different in this context. A slow s

“You act like being a gentleman is so natural to you. When it obviously is not.” “Who says it isn’t?” “It isn’t Mathis.” “Ooh.” He lifted dark brows in intrigue. “So familiar, now?” “Are we unfamiliar?” I snapped. Hands fisting. “You’ve been inside me.” “True point.” He admitted. “You don’t think I could be a gentleman?” Surely not! It’d be impossible for him! He couldn’t both send me lascivious looks, make crude comments, and play the gentleman. “Could you?”

To not appear rude, I tried to act nonchalant, and replied, "Sir, you are amusing. I'm not a three-year-old kid. If you speak to me like this, I won't get scared and run off." The man laughed, touching his face, "Do I look like a bad guy to you?" I also scoffed, "Nope. I’ve never seen a bad guy as good-looking as you." Raising an eyebrow, the man said, "Since you trust me so much, how about I walk you home?" I immediately waved my hand.

“Stop over thinking! And just go with the flow, who knows the guy might as well be a gentleman ; not all people are creeps !” “Thanks for the insight Lil” “My point is! Go out eat dinner have fun and stop worrying for nothing! You deserve to be happy!” Lilly’s words never fail to hit wherever she wants. Jessica spared her a small smile but she knew that her best friend was right and she needn’t worry as much Adrian seemed nice; and he has been all but sweet as they texted back and forth during the day. The man is a real gentleman Jessica though. A text notification lit up her phone screen, Jessica grabbed it immediately

' he laughed merrily , I lost myself for some seconds looking at the man beside me. He was the perfect definition of a gentleman, every part of his body screams handsomeness , from the thick black brows that housed two pairs of hazel eyes and a perfect smooth shaped jaw . " What's funny " I asked as his laughter died down " You… you're funny , with that funny expression of yours, It was cute. I can't believe Liam stayed with you and is still the same glacier that he is " he said in-between laughter . And I chuckled at his words.