*Alright guys! Here is another one. I have had quite a bit of this story written about a year and a half ago, but never shared it. I'm kind of rewriting as I go. But I can't seem to stop starting new stories. I hope you enjoy this one as well, for those of you who are reading my other stories. Please send me your reviews and if you enjoy this chapter, then I will continue with this one as well!

15 Years Later

Summer pulled up to the gates of Teller Morrow Automotive at 11:30 on Thursday night. Everyone thought she was coming out Friday afternoon, but she had a four day weekend and thought she would surprise them. She saw Chucky, an assistant to the Sons of Anarchy, walking towards her. "Hey Summer," he called out as he opened the gate for her, "I thought you weren't coming out until tomorrow afternoon?" "I thought I would come out early," Summer replied, smiling at Chucky. "Well, I'm sure everyone will be very happy to see you," he replied, "The party is well underway."

Summer waved at him as she drove through and parked in front of the clubhouse and turned her Jeep off. She sat there for a moment and looked around and smiled to herself. This had been her home ever since she could remember, but over the last 15 years a lot had changed. Her father, Otto Delaney, was still doing time in prison, not for the crime he committed 15 years ago, but for additional crimes he committed while in prison. Her mother, Luanne, was killed and left on the side of the road by a Porn king about a year ago and her adopted father, JT died in a motorcycle accident several years ago. Things had started to heat up with the club once JT died and then shortly after her adopted mother, Gemma Teller, married Clay Morrow. He was a good guy, when he wanted to be, and would die for any of the club members or his family. She thought of him as more of an uncle than a father, but none the less, he was great to her and loved her and protected her.

Summer threw her keys in her purse and just as she opened the car door Opie walked out of the clubhouse. Her heart began pounding in her chest the moment she saw him. Opie had been her first crush, first love, whatever you wanted to call it, that's what it was. They had their first encounter when she was 16 and he was 21, but no one knew about it. It was a hush-hush situation as she wasn't of legal age and he had just proposed to Donna, but no matter how hard they tried, they weren't able to fight their feelings for each other. It was just a couple months ago that she had called off their affair. She wasn't getting anything out of the situation except for a broken heart and she knew he would never leave Donna for her.

She took and deep breath and got out and slowly made her way to the clubhouse. Opie looked up and noticed her and he broke into a huge grin. "Shit," she mumbled to herself. "This is a nice surprise," he said as she approached him, "Clay mentioned that you were coming back from Stanford for the weekend, but he said you were coming tomorrow." "Well, I'm all about the surprises," she responded quietly. Opie stood up, cigarette in his mouth, and pulled her in for a hug. Whoever knew Opie knew him as the gentle-giant. The man was massive, but completely harmless and he was definitely gentle. He was 6'5 and she was a petite 5,3', but she fit perfectly in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head against his chest. "I missed you," he said quietly after a moment. "I missed you too Ope," she replied, "But nothing's changed. You know that." "I know, I just..." Opie pulled away and looked down at her, "I don't know Summer... I love Donna, but I lov..." "Don't Opie," she said, putting her hand up to stop him, "We started out being best friends. The three of us, you, me and Jax, we were inseperable and now things are just awkward. Why can't we go back to the way things were before you and I discovered that we had a thing for each other?" "I promised you I would try and go back to the way things were," Opie replied, looking sadly at her, "I will keep my promise." "Thank you," she said quietly and disappeared into the clubhouse.

Opie watched the door close behind her and then he let out a big sigh and took a long drag from his cigarette. The last two months since she had called things off had been hell. If people knew this side of him they would think he was a slime ball. He was completely head over heels in love with Donna, his wife of nine years, but somewhere along the way, he had fallen in love with Summer as well. He thought he could make it work with both of them, but he was clearly wrong in thinking that and for the last little while he had been completely selfish. He had no intention of leaving or divorcing Donna, but at the same time he didn't want to let go of Summer. He had no idea how much heartbreak he was causing Summer and realized, when she explained it to him, that he had to let her go.

Nobody except Clay knew about them. If Jax had ever found out about them, Opie would not be alive today. So all in all, it was probably for the best that the two of them had called it quits. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about her and it was really hard for him to push his feelings aside. He took another long drag and found himself thinking back to their first moment together. Everyone had been out at the cabin to celebrate Summer's 16 birthday and later that night after everyone had left, it was just the two of them...

FLASHBACK

Opie sat down on the dock beside Summer, who was looking up at the stars and kicking her feet in the water. "This was the most perfect sweet 16 I could have asked for," she said quietly with a small smile on her face, "I don't think it could get much more perfect that this." Opie just admired her from a distance. It was just recently that he started to notice her and the beautiful young woman she was turning into. She was absolutely gorgeous and despite the fact that he was engaged to his high school sweetheart, Summer had been pulling at his heart strings for the last couple weeks.

"You didn't get me a gift," she said quietly, looking over at him, "Why not?" He mentally smacked himself upside the head. "You're right, I didn't," Opie replied, "I didn't know what to get the girl who has everything she ever wanted." He was fishing for information, to see if she was interested and she took the bait, faster than he had expected. "I don't have everything I want," she mumbled, looking down at her hands. "What could you possibly want that you don't already have?" he asked her, not at all expecting her response. "You," she said quietly.

He wanted her too, but he certainly didn't expect it to be that easy.

The next thing he knew, she was standing up and walking back up towards the cabin. "Where are you going?" he called out as he stood up and ran after her. "That was stupid of me to say," she replied, looking down at her feet, "You are 5 years older than me and you are getting married in three months. It would be more than wrong." "It would be wrong," Opie replied, "But don't be embarrassed about how you feel or hide yourself from me. I am still your best friend and I will always care about you."

Summer turned and looked at him for a moment and he could feel his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea what she was about to do, but he was feeling anxious, nervous...he never felt this nervous. She hesitated for a minute and then she slowly walked towards him. "You care about me?" she whispered, stopping in front of him and looking up at him. "Of course I do," he replied, lifting his hand and brushing a strand of her black hair out of her face. She closed her eyes when his hand accidently brushed against her face and he could tell she like it just as much as he liked touching her.

"I know what I want," she said quietly with her eyes closed. "What do you mean?" he asked her. "For my birthday," she whispered, "I know what I want from you." "What's that?" he asked, his hand slowly moving down her arm and resting on her waist. "I want you to kiss me," she replied, "Just once. I want to know what it feels like to kiss you. After that, we can both move on from this." He could handle that, one kiss wasn't going to matter or do any harm, he thought to himself.

Without saying anything in response, he cupped her face in his hands, leaned down and gently pressed his lips against hers in a harmless, yet perfect kiss. He pulled away after a couple seconds and she opened her eyes and looked at him. He could see the desire in her eyes and he was sure she was feeling what he was feeling at that exact moment.

"Forget this," he grumbled as he lifted her up in his arms and pressed his lips against hers again, this time they got lost in a much deeper and intimate embrace. His head was screaming at him to stop, but his heart and other parts of him were screaming for more. He pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind and went with his heart. He wanted her, she wanted him and he would deal with the consequences later...

BACK to PRESENT

Opie shook his head to clear his mind and threw the cigarette butt on the ground. He had dug himself a huge hole and it was a very difficult hole to get himself out of. Summer was an amazing woman and she had turned into somewhat of a goddess since she was 16 years old. As much as he didn't want anyone else to have her, some guy, someday would be very lucky to end up with her.

He decided to forget about it and went in to join the party that was going on without him. He decided that he wanted Summer to be happy, but at the same time, he didn't want her to be happy without him.