Dierks Bentley- What Was I Thinkin'?

I'm in love with cowboy Soul and ranch Maka. The song mentioned in this chapter was an honorary mention (most likely next Feb).

-thefluffyotaku
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Becky was a beauty from south Alabama
Her Daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer
Think he even did a little time in the slammer
What was I thinkin'

Spirit Albarn was a notorious ranch owner, with a body that showed he took care of his land with his own two hands. What he was notorious for: his blonde baby girl. One who also had a hand in the farm and the other intertwined with mine. A fact Spirit did not like.
"No cowboy's going to steal my baby girl!!"
I would like to make the argument that it's not stealing if she's willingly climbing out her bedroom window. Then again, if she's gonna keep kissing me like this, what he doesn't know won't kill 'im!

She snuck out one night
And met me by the front gate
Her Daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge
We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate
What was I thinkin'

He knows!! HE KNOWS!!!!
"Floor it Soul!!!"
"I'm trying!!"
Clanks of metal on metal sounded,
"You're dad has one sh*tty shot!"
I cringed as one clanked a bit to close to the back window.
"Just shut up and drive!"
The pickup tore up mud, spraying at the red-haired man, before taking off down the dirt road.
"I'm going!! IM GOING!!!"

Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was
Thinkin 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me

Her laughter echoed down the road to town; I only grin this big when I'm with her.
"So angel~" she looked down at me from the armrest console, "what'd you wanna do?"
Maka wrapped an arm around my neck, she was so warm.
Her lips were close to my ear, "I snagged some wine~ how bout we go to our spot by the river?"

I was thinkin' bout a long kiss
Man just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'

The giggle that came from her mouth was the cutest thing in the world. The flat stone was cool against my back, my girlfriend was warm against my front. Wine bottle empty.
She spoke with swollen lips, "What time is it?" Her voice sounded slurred but it might just be the headache. My-extremely bright sh*t- phone said,
"11:46"
"That's it!?"
I chuckled but it sounded more like a snort, which spurred on more drunk laughter. Followed by more kissing.

What was I thinkin'

"Hey-Hey you kids! What are you doing?"
The late summer night sky jolted back, did I fall asleep? Bright lights shined in my eyes, ahh wine headache. Another voice joined in,
"Isn't that Spirit's daughter? ...and that boy who 'kidnapped' her?"
"Gotta go!"

By the county line
The cops were nippn' on our heels
Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel
Shut off the lights and tore through a corn field
What was I thinkin'

Sirens were an obnoxious thing to a wine hangover; and why did there have to two of them? I wanted a nice romantic evening with Maka- in town- and to return her home a couple hours before sunrise. She had a confused frantic look that stayed on her face since I had scooped her up and threw her in the passenger side. I flicked the lights off and turned to grab Maka from falling out the window. She turned and faced with eyes brighter than any headlight,
"Coming up on the left is Sid's corn field," her grin practically mirrored his, "this baby's got four wheel, right?"
Cranking the wheel to the left, leaves slapped the windshield and stalks jerked the truck in every direction; the cops wheels screeched to a stop behind them.

Out the other side she was hollerin' faster
Took a dirt road had the radio blastin'
Hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin'
What was I thinkin'

I don't think I've ever heard Maka cackle, "Petal to the metal, Soul!" The truck skittered at the other side of the field, spraying dirt over the wooden fence on the other side of the narrow road like an ice skate. At least they were heading back to town- hang on. I turned the dial to the left, Tim Mcgraw quieted down about stains and mini skirts.
"Soul?" Of course Maka couldn't heard the subtle tones underneath the blasting radio.
"Do you hear that?" I eased up on the gas as the both looked around, listening to the source of the thrumming base. Now it was my turn for a sly grin, turning her cheeks pink,
"Wasn't 'Star throwing a party tonight 'round here? That abandoned barn?"

Oh I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was
Thinkin 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me

The original plan was to tell that rodeo clown Black*Star that they would be busy the night of the party. That way, Maka and I can cozy it up, she can get home safe and sound at a reasonable hour (without a hangover so spirit wont blow a gasket at their relationship), and I can avoid blasting trash music and grinding sweaty bodies.

...Ah well, when have things ever gone according to plan with Maka?

I was thinkin' bout a long kiss
Man just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'

"This party is insane!!" I couldn't help saying, screaming over the pounding music. I grabbed Maka's hand for reassurance, there were a lot of people here. Maka squeezed back reassuringly,
"Wanna get a drink and meet me behind the barn?"
I thought the frantic heart fluttering would be over with at this point, she was too good for me, but this is her night too.
"Actually Baby, I kinda wanna dance; with you."
Maka blinked before lighting up again, she grabbed both my hand and kissed my lips before pulling towards the crowd, her eyes never left mine.

When a mountain of a man
With a "born to kill" tattoo
Tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth
We ran outside hood-slidin' like Bo Duke
What was I thinkin'

Black*Star was most likely passed out somewhere, it's a good thing Tsubaki remained sober enough to play music. And upon seeing her favorite couple, played a slow song. I should remember to thank her later for the selection. This was what I had wanted, Maka's head tucked under my chin with her arms around my neck. My arms wrapped tighter around her as the song died down. Tsubaki picked up the beat again, maybe we can get a little-
"'Scuse me, mind if I cut in?" Talk about a wolf of a man, what does 'no future' even mean? Not having a future does not give him the right to shove.
Shouting at the same time was something they've perfected over the years, "No that's okay!" I angrily stepped beside Maka when the brown-haired man had ignored their answer smirked down at me from over his shoulder. Roughly pulling Maka close to his body, wherever he had placed his hands caused her to squeak and beat her smack his chest. It's amazing the bravery wine gives you when it's boiled in your blood,
"I said back off!" I wrapped my arm around her waist and took her back. The man copied my bared teeth, "Well maybe she wants dance with an actual man!"
His canines were almost as sharp as mine, they looked nicer on the ground. My knuckles still burned from whacking his jaw.
They've always been on the same page,
"Gotta go!!" Maka screamed and hauled me back to the truck.

I finally got her home at a half past too late
Her Daddy's in a lawn chair
Sittin' on the driveway
Put it in park as he started my way
What was I thinkin'

The truck's lights were turned off as they rolled back up her dirt drive-way. The squeaking of gears alerted me of just how beat up my baby was from our escapade. Once we pulled to a stop; Maka and I shared that look,
"I had a great time tonight, Soul"
creak
Their noses brushed together,
"Yeah me too..."
crick
"Soul."
My eyes slid shut, "Yeah?"
"Soul."
I leaned in more, "What?"
She smacked the sides of my face and painfully turned me head to witness Spirit stop rocking on the porch chair and cock his shotgun.
"It's Papa!!"

Oh what was I thinkin'
Oh what was I thinkin'

His smirk was legendary. His shot, perfectly through the middle of grate. I was still a little dazed (and a bit hungover). Why was he awake? Why was he walking... towards them?
Now it was my turn to panic; good thing Maka was quick-witted.
I turned to her for answers, her face said it all.

Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin
And like a bullet we were gone again
'Cause I was
Thinkin 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me

"GIVE ME BACK MY DAUGHTER YOU DAMN COYBOY!!" As much as I would love to watch Spirit's face turn the same color as his hair; speeding in reverse takes a certain amount of concentration.
"Maybe the cops cleared out of the creak," I thought as the truck whipped around and fired into drive.

I was thinkin' bout a long kiss
Man just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'

So, the cops were still on the hunt for them and have shut down the party. At least they weren't double checking Sid's corn field. Lights off and blankets strewn about the cargo bed, Maka laying on my chest once more.
"The stars are beautiful tonight."
"Mmmm sun rise is soon. For the record, I wanted to get you home at a reasonable hour."
She laughed and pecked my lips,
"I know. But spending the night with you was the most fun I've ever had."
I kissed her again as the sun rose, "what about the best day?"

Yeah I know what I was feelin
But what was I thinkin', what was I thinkin'
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'

God if only his brother can see him now. Black*Star jumped a bit too hard on the back bumper, jostling the rest of the drunk/hungover passengers. We laughed along with them. I would have to return her at some point but- with her kissing their entwined knuckles with a megawatt smile- i might take my chance with the shotgun.

Guess I was thinking about that tank top
Those cutoffs, hahaha