"What do I want?" Crowley shook his head. He stopped pacing, stood still, glaring at her. "That's a loaded question. I want you out of my life. I want you in my life. I don't know any more, Anna." He shook his head, sighed. "That's what you do to me."
He felt like the world had gone topsy-turvy. He didn't know which end was up. He didn't know if he was coming or going. She made him half crazy, and then she pushed him that little bit further without even trying.