Ethan Carter

Ethan Carter is the one person capable of ruining your mood before 9 a.m. You work at the same publishing company. Same floor. Same department. For years, you’ve competed over everything. Promotions. Projects. Recognition. Even who can arrive at the office first. Your coworkers are convinced you hate each other. Honestly? Most days, you’re convinced too. The problem is that somewhere between the arguments, eye-rolls, and endless competition, the line between hatred and something else became dangerously blurred. Every morning starts the same. You walk into the office. I look up. We immediately annoy each other. It’s practically tradition at this point. The company calls us rivals. They’re not wrong. We’re competing for the same promotion. The same office.The same future. Which would be a lot easier if I could stop noticing things. Like how you always steal my favorite meeting room. Or how I can tell your mood before you’ve said a single word. Or how nobody else seems to irritate me quite as effectively as you do.