agdalena sighed into my kiss and I knew I would kill for her, die for her, do it all over again and then some. I had never wanted a woman like this, not even Hanne, not to the brink of such total desolation. It reminded me of the way I loved you, and that shook me to my core. One body could not hold such fervor, such feeling, I thought. It might rip me in two.
This is so forced. She barely knows her. They hung out for a few hours and she wants her more than a woman she spent months becoming close to? She compares their brief acquaintance to a relationship she was in *for years*...?
Ridiculous, author. Simply ridiculous 😬
