Why do romance readers love Scottish kilt? I'm not over exaggerating. The Outlander and the Highlander series are some of the best selling romances.
Well for me, I like some of the Scottish men I met. They seem honest and hard working. Here is an excerpt of a short story I wrote of Mr. Darcy in kilt:
Do your country proud
Darcy pulled the bottom hem of the kilt an inch down, feeling extremely vulnerable.
“Stop it! You’ll drag down the kilt if you pull it one more time.” Bingley said.
“Why did you have to get sentimental and marry in this? I hate to expose my butt when the wind blows.”
“Then the ladies will have two hot butts to admire.”
Darcy rolled his eyes. But when the bridesmaid came into the church, he forgot all about the kilt and the wind. Before him was the gorgeous witty Elizabeth he had secretly admired for over three months. He hoped to get lucky and spend more time with her today.
After the ceremony, he managed to lead her to a secluded part of the garden to chat. Elizabeth tripped and dropped her banquet of flower. She crouched down to pick it. Darcy was ready to bend down to help her when he caught her eyes…ogling him under his kilt!
“Did you see anything interesting?” He winked.
Elizabeth smiled and winked back, “The butt looks promising and the front...”
“Want to check it out?” He joked and then a gust of wind blew. Elizabeth’s eyes widened. His impressive manhood wrapped in the tight black jockey sprung up in an instant. She swallowed and pressed the red-faced Darcy against the hard tree trunk for a thorough checking.
The week after, Darcy told Bingley he had done Scotland proud and he might wear the kilt more often, for his Elizabeth’s eyes only.