The Peeping Tom Moved in Across the Hall, and Somehow Became My Husband

"I came home drunk and forgot my keys, so in a panic I knocked on the voyeur's door.

"My spare key is at your place, right?"

He stayed silent for a while, frowning without a word.

I gave his chest a hard slap.

"Quit pretending. It's the key I left in my pink high heel."

"I saw you take it. Hurry up and open the door. I want to go home.""