Mitch, a centuries-old vampire, gets more than he bargains for when he feeds off Patrick, a convenience store clerk who sells himself to vampires for the rush. Mitch may feed from a place far more intimate than a man's neck, but he's never felt a bond to any man. Not until Patrick. Vampires can't feel love, or so rumor has it. If that's the case, why does Mitch find himself compelled to be with this one man?