If someone asked me about the worst day of my life, I’d answer without a second’s hesitation. It was the day I had a disastrous encounter with a man I thought was an alpha, only to later dream of him begging me to take the lead. As if that weren’t bad enough, I run into him again two years later in the most wholesome place imaginable, no less—with a son who looks exactly like him. Wait… did I just have a wet dream about a dad?