Chasing Marlowe

Marlowe RiversAs the son of Marjory Rivers, founder and CEO of J. Rivers Inc., I spent my life in a bubble. Everything centered around recycling and turning trash into something usable again. My hopes of becoming a graphics designer went up in flames when my boyfriend ran the company's electric car prototype into a tree on prom night. He'd been drinking, and we'd argued after I learned he'd been dating my twin sister, too.
It took me six months of therapy to understand that his death wasn't my fault and another six to say it out loud. Dating was the furthest thing from my mind. Building a better car and saving lives had become my priority. And then I met Ethan. Ethan DanversI'd secretly had a crush on Marlowe Rivers since the first time I saw him in one of the J. Rivers Inc. brochures. When he walked into my life with an opportunity to help him build an electric car, I countered with a proposition: Take me to the J.
Rivers Inc. Annual Dinner as my date, and I'd help with anything he needed. He agreed. What had I gotten myself into? Could I slay the ghost named Beccs that haunted him, or would those nightmares drive him away from us?