I should know better than to want Zeke Holloway.

He’s younger. Wilder. Trouble wrapped in a wicked smile.

Exactly the kind of man I swore off after my marriage went up in flames. I stayed in Hawthorne Bay to prove myself—not to get tangled up with the town’s favorite bad boy.

And yet somehow… he’s everywhere.

Leaning against the counter in my boutique like he owns the place.

Showing up at my house with that infuriating grin.

And worse, worming his way under my skin, reminding me what it feels like to want.

But the ghost haunting my home seems just as interested in Zeke as I am—and that’s saying something.

So now I’m stuck asking myself what’s scarier:

The spirit rattling my walls…

Or the fact that giving in to Zeke might be the fastest way to wreck myself all over again.