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Elusive Single Males by Maggie Wells


Today, my lovely Lagniappers, I’d like to talk about the most fascinating of all living beings…the elusive single male! What better topic could there be? Whether they’re stalking the nightclubs, prowling the city streets, or presiding over boardrooms, women are drawn to these magnificent creatures like wildebeests to the watering hole.

Romance novels celebrate the mythology of the single male. We’re told they are stealthy, given to rescuing damsels in distress but never calling them again. They’re glib and gallant—frequently in the same breath. They have impressively, and sometimes excessively, muscled chests, but their hearts are frustratingly untouchable. Some have been known to melt the panties right off unsuspecting kindergarten teachers, leaving them weak-kneed and mushy-boned. And, according to legend, they are not the teeniest, tiniest bit interested in marriage. Ever.

But, what I want to know is…have you ever actually met one?

I’ve had more than my fair share of experience with the hairier sex. I was raised by wolves with five older brothers. Each one of those brothers came with an assortment of guy friends. I didn’t know what it was like to smell air that was untainted by the stench of sweat socks until I went to college. I’ve long worked in male-dominated (yes, I giggled when I typed that) industries. Over the years, I have become quite accustomed to being the only female in the room, but I am sad to report that my underpants have never disintegrated on the spot.

Oh, and I’ve yet to meet one who didn’t, at least quietly, want someone to love them.

For this reason I am compelled to soften my heroes’ commitment-phobia. I mean, come on. How many people completely reject the idea of love? Who truly wants to be alone their whole life?


I’m not saying they don’t exist. I’m only arguing that they can’t possibly be as common as we’re led to believe. Humans are social creatures. We love. We need to be loved.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my fictional men as much as the next girl. But I snicker when I read about a hero who rejects the possibility of anything more than a one-night stand. Just think of how exhausting that must be for the poor guy. So. Much. Work. I’m willing to buy one who goes through women like water as part of a phase, but not as a lifestyle choice.

I can also buy into the concept of the hero who is ‘damaged goods’ licking his wounds for a while, but eventually they creep out of the man cave. My husband came with the kind of baggage that would have crippled a romance man. He hadn’t dated anyone seriously for over five years when we met, but we both knew right away that something was happening between us.

Funny, I fought it harder than he did.

But that’s a blog post for another day.

I think that rather than resisting relationships, men are often more shocked to find they’ve stumbled into one. That was the case for one of the heroes from my Hot Nights in St. Blaise series. Pharmacist Mike Weber (Mr. September) wasn’t opposed to having a relationship with Karen Horton. He was just…surprised to find he was in one.

This snippet ended up on the cutting room floor, but I couldn’t just leave it there. I hope you enjoy my little lagniappe!


Mike stood up a little straighter, jolted from his complacency by the fact that he’d labeled Karen with the ‘G’ word in his head. With no more than a proposition, a couple of heated make-out sessions, and a brain-melting wrestling match against a wall to show for their relationship, he was going all mushy on the woman. A development he should have found disturbing but didn’t. Incredibly odd for a guy who introduced the girl he dated all through his undergrad years as ‘my roommate’s sister’s friend’.

Unfortunately, he’d introduced her that way one too many times. That little gem netted him a knee dangerously close to the family jewels and a solo seat at his cousin Frankie’s wedding. Still, he didn’t sweat it. He may have tossed back a couple too many shots that night, but it was an open bar and he had just been dumped. By the following week the bruise on his thigh was healed and so was his heart.

But getting over Karen wouldn’t be so easy. She was his girlfriend.

MaggieWellsBe sure to check out book one in the Hot Nights in St. Blaise series, Jumping Mr. January, and visit my website for a taste of each delicious St. Blaise story coming in 2013.

*GIVEAWAY* Maggie is giving one lucky commenter of an e-copy of Jumping Mr. January. Contest ends 11:59PM EST on January 13th.


Author: emilycale

Erotic romance writer. Runs on caffeine and wine. Don't feed after midnight.

13 thoughts on “Elusive Single Males by Maggie Wells

  1. Such an interesting post, Maggie! I had a coffee and chatted with an elusive single male the other day. The best part of the entire experience for me was the fact that I felt that immediate sense of comfort. I wasn’t a rambling idiot, I kept the nervous giggling to a minimum, and I had no trouble maintaining eye contact. Let’s hope this guy isn’t a commitment-phobe, but I have a very good feeling he isn’t. 🙂 So excited for your series! Best of luck with it!

  2. Great post, Maggie! I’ve been so excited for this series to release. Best of luck and thanks for hanging out with us.

  3. Thanks so much for having me here. Oh, Evelyn, I’m so happy you had a good experience with a male of the species. Just remember to approach with caution – in my experienc, men are like small woodland creatures. Sudden moves startle them. 🙂

  4. Thanks so much for hanging out with us today Maggie! Your observations of the male species are worthy of a Discovery Channel special!

  5. Sad that that snippet ending up on the cutting room floor. Did you pick it up? Another great post. It’s going to be fun meeting all these men and women of your stories.

  6. Ooh! Think we can get Mike Rowe to do the voiceover? Shirtless?

  7. What a cool and fascinating blog! Unfortunately, I have met a few of these types of males – BUT…before I have totally lost my faith in “mankind”, I have met a few of the more positive ones, too!

  8. Maggie, you are too funny! I feel like we should go on safari looking for the elusive single man. But I’ll make sure to wear a few pairs of panties!

  9. haha LOVED this post, Margaret! And I can actually say I know one of those elusive single men who prefer to be single and have no desire to marry. AND he’s gorgeous, muscled to a “T”, charming, witty, you name it. He’s the perfect package but has yet to find that special someone who’s touched his heart in a way that would make him even consider matrimony. I feel for him 😦

    Cannot wait for Jumping Mr. January!!!

  10. Wow! They really do exist? Well, we all know it only takes the right woman to break one of those unicorns!

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