Jessica did not like that tone. Nope. Not at all.

She got out of bed and went to the dresser where she grabbed her jeans and a tank top to throw on her before marching out into the kitchen.

"Look, kid. I don't know what you think is going on here? But I definitely do not have children. Trust me, I would have remembered that."

She then looked around and saw that her kitchen was clean and that there were pancakes and bacon sitting on a plate. And the kid was making coffee.

Jessica looked around the place in disbelief. "How'd you even get in here?"