(I--as in me, Amy--don't like to use commercial photos, I like to use the authors' descriptions and my imagination.)
Book: Bitten by Kelley Armstrong
Series: Women of the Otherworld
Clay grinned. "You forget, darling. I am the local psychopath."
"Sparing you?" Clay gave a harsh laugh. "You know what I am, Elena. If I pretended otherwise, you'd accuse me of trying to deceive you. I don't want you to come back to me because you think I've changed. I want you to come back because you accept what I am. If I could change, don't you think I'd have done it for you by now? I want you back. Not for a night or a few weeks or even a couple of months. I want you back for good. I'm miserable when you're not here--"
"You're miserable because you don't have what you want. Not because you want me."
"Goddamn it!" Clay swung his fist out, knocking a brass penholder off the desk. "You won't listen! You won't listen and you won't see. You know I love you, that I want you. Damn it, Elena, if I just wanted a partner, any partner, do you think I'd have spent ten years trying to get you back? Why haven't I just given up and found someone else?"