Fuck, this woman was everywhere. In my soul, my heart and mind. She was so deep beneath my skin that I’d never find my way out. Even worse, I didn’t want to find the way out. But the need to control her battled within me so strongly that a cold sweat drifted down my back. Losing control would lead to a full-blown obsession. Love was an obsession. Passion. Disaster. And I was well on my way to it.
