Requested by countrygirl400

I sat on the plush barstool, red wine in my hand and a smile on my face. My best friend was tending the bar tonight, so I probably had one glass of wine too many, but I could take a cab home. No big deal. I was still giggling when my friend, Kelley, nudged my arm, "Don't look now, but that guy is checking you out."

I grinned, "Really?"

She nodded and laughed, "Oh yeah. Like really checking you out." She grabbed some empty glasses from the bar, "Oh is that Dustin?" She looked closer at him, "It is."

"You know him?"

She nodded, "Yeah, he plays here sometimes. He's a nice guy. And here he comes." She wiggled her eyebrows, "He's looking at you." I sat up a bit straighter and watched Kelley clean out the glasses, "Here he is."

"Excuse me." I turned on the stool to be meet with bright eyes. The man smiled, "I don't want to bother you, but I would have been kicking myself if I didn't come over here and tell you that you are beautiful."

I smiled and leaned closer to him, "How often does that work?" He was taken aback for a second, but quickly regained his composure.

"It usually works pretty well actually." He narrowed his eyes and smirked, "But it is true. You are beautiful."

I giggled, "I know." I pursed my lips, "So what's the next move?"

He laughed, "That's my only move." He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at me. I stared back.

I smirked, "Should we try my move then?" His eyebrows rose and he nodded. I nodded to Kelley and she motioned to a bottle, sitting just behind the bar. I leaned over and grabbed it. I grinned at the label and jumped down from the barstool. My red dress swung with my movements as I made my way to the door. I looked back to see the man still leaning against the bar, watching me. I motioned with my head, "Well? Are you coming or what?" He smirked and made his way over to me. We walked outside and I asked where his truck was. He led me over to it and opened the door for me. He got into the driver's seat and we took off down the road. I didn't ask where we were going. I just watched the small town scenery fly past my window in blurs of color. Soon we were turning off the road and parking in a field. Once the car was stopped I hopped out and went around to the truck bed. He met me there and opened the tailgate. I climbed up and cracked open the bottle of whiskey. He sat next to me and we stared up at the moon, passing the bottle back and forth. My lipstick was wearing thin by the time the bottle was half empty. I leaned my head on his shoulder, "Beautiful night."

He nodded, "You know I lied back there." I looked up at him and he stared down at me, "I have one more move." I opened my mouth to ask what it was, but before I could get a word out, his lips were on mine.

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Again, sorry for the wait. Hope you like it, but if not then let me know. This one got me. I was a little stuck, so sorry if it's not that good.

                             --PSA--
Please do not do what happened in this imagine. DO NOT get into a car with a total stranger whose name you don't even know. Even if it is Dustin Lynch. Just be smart and be safe.