"Talk to me, baby."
 
 Oh God.
 
 I really thought I'd never hear him say that again, and my chest feels like it's about to burst.
 
 "Have you figured things out?"
 
 "N-no."
 
 "That's fine."
 
 "It'snotfine," I choke out. "What if I never figure things out?"
 
 "You will."
 
 He sounds so confident I want to believe him. I want to believe him so badly, but...
 
 "I'm a mess."
 
 "You mean you've reached a crossroad in your life."
 
 "I might want to quit my job."
 
 "As long as it makes you happy."
 
 "I haven't even broken up with Jack—-"
 
 "That pisses me off," Aidan acknowledges.
 
 I can't help holding my breath, feeling like there's abutcoming...
 
 "But we both know he's never been the issue between us."
 
 I want to laugh and cry. Only Aidan, of course...only someone perfect like Aidan could actually say that the fact I still have a boyfriend doesn't matter, and the craziest thing about it is that every word he's said is true.
 
 Jack is a problem, but he's never beentheissue between us. Perfection has always been within reach, and the sun has always been mine for the taking, and I...
 
 "I'm just so scared, Aidan," I whisper.
 
 "I know."
 
 "I'm used to guys like you dumping me."
 
 "But am I really like them? Are they as hot as me? As handsome as me? As—-"
 
 And it finally happens. I'm laughing and crying, and oh God, I'm still so scared, but more than that...
 
 I think...
 
 I think I already know what I want.
 
 I'm almost sure of it.
 
 And that's why I hear myself say...
 
 "One last thing."
 
 "It can be a thousand things..." I can hear the smile in Aidan's voice as he speaks. "But it won't make a difference." And now I'm hearing something else. Something so magical that my heart races and breaks all at the same time—-