' "You look..." "Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?" '
Amidst the shadows of the little town of Charming, this chaotic and dangerous scene steps in Giselle Telford, a woman dead set on escaping the shadows of her past to embrace an uncertain future...
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A couple of days have passed since the funeral and Giselle's confession.
Days where Opie took off for a bit to clear his head, while Giselle's been hustling, trying to make the bar more profitable.
Things between her and Jax? They're solid. Both of them are pretty happy with how their lives have turned out lately.
But now, after a long morning at the bar, Jax is coming to pick her up. Opie should be back home today.
She locks up the tattoo shop and waits outside. Not even five minutes pass before she hears the roar of his bike. A grin creeps onto both their faces.
"Morning baby," she says, walking up to him. Jax left early this morning, so they haven't seen each other yet.
"Morning to you, gorgeous," he replies, that usual smirk on his face as his hands slide under her ass, giving her thighs a gentle squeeze before pulling her in for a long, slow kiss.
"How was your morning?" Giselle asks, wrapping her arms around his neck "Good, wrapped up a deal," he says. She nods, giving him one last peck on the lips.
"Let's go, I can't wait to see Opie," she says, practically bouncing as she hops onto the back of the bike. Jax chuckles, shaking his head. "You're more excited to see him than me."
Giselle raises and lowers her eyebrows playfully. "Priorities, babe" Jax pretends to be offended before hopping on the bike and firing it up.
"I'll remember that," he says with a fake pout, as Giselle giggles, wrapping her arms around his waist and planting a kiss on his neck before they ride off.
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As soon as they arrive, Giselle jumps off the bike and heads straight for the garage. The moment she sees him, she runs up and hugs him from behind.
Opie laughs, turning around to return the hug. "I wasn't gone that long," he says. She pulls away a bit. "Doesn't matter, I missed you anyway."
"Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to say hello too," Jax jokes from behind them, and Giselle steps back, making a dramatic 'come here' gesture with her hands.
Opie notices how the two are interacting and realizes, finally, his brother's made a move. Looks like they're together now.
"How was your little walkabout?" asks the blonde. Opie shrugs after a pause, "I'm doin' okay."
Giselle interrupts, her eyes catching something. "What is that? Holy shit" She points to the new bike in Opie's garage. "A Panhead E.G. '63?"
Jax steps closer, his hand naturally finding its place on Giselle's back. "Nah, '65," Opie corrects "CHP pulled me over outside of Ukiah. I started bullshitting with him and he turned me on to this used-parts guy. Electra Glide was just...rotting behind some garage. It's all there. Stock"
