In this non-shifter omegaverse, one night with a handsome alpha in a business hotel was supposed to be easy to leave behind.
I walked out of that hotel as a man carrying his child, sure we would never meet again.
A year later, an interview for a personal assistant job at a security company puts that same alpha behind the desk as my new boss.
He should stay off-limits: we work together, he does not know about the child, and shadows I cannot name follow him.
Keeping my distance would be easier if I did not remember his arms, and if he did not look as though he remembers too.
