For a harsh instant, she is so unbelievably irresistible that all context completely flies out the window of his own head, and he might have tackled her into the nearest pile of hay if he didn't come to his senses a second later. But he still comes back to her with that smirk growing across his face, and leans against the inside of the door with his arm against the frame.

Omega has never had duffels before. He's barely even had supplies. Hell, he's never traveled with more than the clothes on his back until now, and he feels nothing tying him here, to the barn or the house or even the farm itself. His only tether rests with Blue, and he'll go where she does.

Of course, he's been coaxing her to run away with him since the day they met. Why stop now?

"Anything." He raises an eyebrow and tilts his head briefly toward the fields. "Let's see what this place is hiding."