Day takes in a deep breath, the air cool and the night fully embracing them.
The slow trot of the horse underneath them lulls him to a peaceful mood.
that and Travis' arms around his waist, as they both hold onto the reins.
They chose to take one horse instead of two separate ones, and Day feels the soft furs of the white horse before smiling, feeling content.
This is not how he imagines that this would go.
He has been deathly afraid of the high omega, after hearing how Travis talks about his grandmother, to his siblings, whom he doesn't say much about.
His parents were there too, but they didn't speak much; the only person who seemed interested in talking during the somewhat tense dinner was the high omega.
Everyone seemed subdued, according to him, but it's okay.
This is okay.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Travis kisses his temple, and he smiles, leaning back into his embrace.
