Dakotas p.o.v
It was my first night in Athens, Georgia. My truck broke down, im just glad my horses weren't coming for a couple of days and to my luck it was raining. At least my leather jacket and cowboy hat were keeping me dry. i got up the road and found a bar. I went in for a drink and warmth. As soon as i walked in i seen a good looking country boy. So i sat down by him and ordered a jack on the rocks. He just kept starring at me. Some slutty dancer over and asks him " do you want to go to a room". He just simply replied "no".
She says come on. He kept saying no after the 6th time he slammed his glass down, gets up, grabs his jacket, and walks out. I looked over and he had left his phone. I grabbed it and ran after him almost knocking down the dancer. When i walked out he was leaned up against the outside wall smoking a cigarette. I shyly walked over and handed him his phone. he just smiled and said "whats your name cute thang". "da,da,da,da,dakota". "well da,da,da,da,dakota im Brantley ". Now that i look at him better he was sexier than ever. I just blushed and he smirked. " what " he asked. " nothing your just wow". " you want to get out of this weather". " I wish i could". " why can't you". " my truck broke down and the transmission blew up a couple miles back and i have no where to stay".
"you can stay with me". " i dont want to intrude". " baby you wont be intruding". "did you just call me b,b,b, baby". "yeah". "why". "because your beautiful". I blushed an he leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked at first but then i kissed him back. I felt sparks fly like the fourth of July.
A/n: Im sorry if its short im new at this so please leave me comment if you liked it or not.
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Kenzy
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