Harvest Moon (гет)

If Jess is here this weekend might be very different from what she's imagined. There’s no way her mom knew this. And, damn it, she’s going to have to drive back to Connecticut immediately, right?
"What are you doing here?" She half-whines. "And more importantly how did you get in? I’ve got the only set of keys."
"I do not need keys," he says, tone almost insulted. "Especially not to some dump that hasn’t had it locks changed since the forties."
"Great. Jess Mariano, the felon. You here to practice home invasion techniques?"
He snorts.
"Hardly. Come on, I’ll show you."