She was an open book to him and he was obsessed with the idea of reading it.
I think you're obsessed with this thing.
He's obsessed with this business.
He's obsessed about his sister's death.
Like the assassin who obsessed about birthdays and clothing, there were two sides to the man before her: the warm, friendly stranger with whom she'd felt so comfortable she confided to him over the phone without knowing anything about him, and the tattooed thug before them in snug biker leathers.
She was obsessed with them locating him and transporting his bones to the light of day.
She'd wanted to see if he was capable of being anything more than the cold, distant warrior obsessed with war.
She obsessed with the Annie Quincy story, and....
I thought he was obsessed with his wife.
"You're obsessed," Elise said.
He'd become obsessed with finding the man.
If she hadn't been so obsessed with the idea of having biological children, she might have seen it.
She'd watched him go from a near-comatose state, through his teenager stage that nearly drove them all mad, to the gym-obsessed warrior trying to understand his place in the world.
Memon, obsessed with the writhing creature, unhinged his jaw and swallowed it slowly, his eyes closed.
He was so busy all the time – so obsessed with something.
Why was he so obsessed with pedigrees?
Obsessed with the thought, he rose and began digging in the hut.
Xander remembered her older and realized he had always viewed Eden through the eyes of the child who embarked on a journey with the Oracle obsessed with destroying the last Grey God.
In Mesopotamia and Yemen disturbance was endemic; nearer home, a semblance of loyalty was maintained in the army and among the Mussulman population by a system of delation and espionage, and by wholesale arrests; while, obsessed by terror of assassination, the sultan withdrew himself into fortified seclusion in the palace of Yildiz.
With regard to the question of a council the pope was so obsessed by doubts and fears that he was unable to advance a single step; nor, till the day of his death could he break off his pitiful vacillation between Charles V.
If people were permanently obsessed with food, all individual thought, all capacity to argue, even people's sex drive, would disappear.
He was completely obsessed by one persistent thought.