Sons Of Anarchy : Opie Winston One-Shots

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(Not a prompt. Just cause it's stuck in my head. This is an xOC. The same OC from my Opie Book just different story.)
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Opie's P.O.V

I watched her climb out of her truck, her long blonde hair billowing out behind her in the gentle wind. Her aviator sunglasses rested on her nose, hiding her eyes from the bright California sun. She wore a white racer back ribbed tank top over a black bra with a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a pair of five inch wedge sandals strapped to her feet.

She saw me and grinned running straight for me. I opened my arms just as she launched herself into them. Her tiny frame clinging to me easily. "You're home!" She squealed squeezing her small arms around my neck.

"I could never stay away from you baby." I whispered holding her close.

I spun her around as she squealed happily throwing her head back to laugh. I set her back down on the ground and cupped her soft cheek in my palm. I leaned down to capture her lips. They were warm.and soft against mine and I had the overwhelming feeling of being safe and home in her arms and against her lips. My whole body went staticy under her touch.

She pulled away from me smiling beautifully. He smile took my breath away. "I missed you Giant."

"I missed you too Tiny." I placed my hands on her hips and squeezed yanking her forward into me.

I leaned down to kiss her again, and just as our lips connected again I felt a tap on my back. I stood up to look at Tig who cleared is throat and pointed behind me. I turned to see Clay with his arms crossed and an angry look on his face.

He beckoned me toward the clubhouse and I sighed. "I'll be back baby." I mumbled to her kissing her forehead gently.

She nodded and let me go and I headed inside behind Clay. He led us into church and sat in his chair. "Shut the door." He spoke quietly. I shut the doors and sat in my own usual seat. "You and my little girl have been together for quite some time now Ope..." He began.

"Four years next month." I confirmed.

"She has your crow but boy, are you just going to keep her as a girlfriend all your lives?" He asked. "I mean it's been six years since Donna died, don't you think it's high time you make an honest woman out of my princess?" He asked me. "I promised you I'd never stand in the way so long as you make her happy, but if shit doesn't change Ope, I won't stand by and let you string her along." He told me sternly.

I couldn't help it but I bursted out laughing. Almost hysterically. Clay's facial expression went from shocked to down right angry in less than a minute so I sorted myself out and held my hands up in surrender. "I, well, I was going to ask you tonight if I could ask her tomorrow on her birthday." I chuckled.

"Good choice of days." He laughed but nodded. "I'm good with it, but make sure its on camera or photos please. Gem will have my balls if it's not. You know she's became like her daughter."

"Already have all that lined up no worries." I said getting up.

Clay stood with me and gave me a hug. "I'll be proud to call you my son Ope." He told me.

"Thanks Clay." I said before we walked out and I stepped outside.

Christina was playfully arguing with Jax again. Like they always do. Jax had no idea about my plan to ask her to marry me simply because you'd swear they were twins the way they could read each others minds basically. If I wanted to surprise Chris I couldn't tell Jax a fucking thing about it otherwise she'd find out one way or another.