It takes us all of five seconds to get to his house, and when we do, I swear to God I almost start hyperventilating. I take a deep breath, make sure Paloma knows the plan, and get out of the car.

No turning back now.

I pull out my phone and shoot him a message.

Look out your window.

I stare, willing him to be near his phone and not in the shower or whatever. A beat passes, and I watch him open his shades to see me standing in his driveway. Despite the distance, I can see the confusion on his face. He opens his window. "

Austin?" he shouts. "What are you doing here?"

I look at Paloma and nod. She turns on the music.