Hollow

Grace had a plan, a need that she filled almost every night. To troll the club, find a man and leave him hollow, wanting, begging for more. She liked looking back on the wake of boys she had hollowed out and left emotionally drained. It was her way of survival. It was who she was. Or, so she thought. Dylan was different. Dylan was dangerous. Dylan had the potential to disrupt the plan and leave her ...