“The door was unlocked?” “No, I used the key from under the eave.” I stepped inside, flicked on the porch light, and turned to look at him with my eyebrows raised. I was sure I’d never used that key in front of him. “I was curious about you.” “You spied on me?” But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.
Weird to be flattered by vamp stalking but ok
