His name’s Michael.
He was just another guy at the club that wanted me for the night. He was good for a free drink but I cut him loose when he wouldn’t tell me what he did for a living. I wasn’t going to fall for another nicely dressed, devilishly handsome loser again.
But his job wasn’t the only card he kept close to his vest.
Michael had a thirst that couldn’t be quenched unless I was around him. I had some special power over him.
Can I control his hunger long enough to make this relationship work?