Zayd ran his hand through his wet hair, looking over at Quinn who stood beside him in the shower. She was glaring, arms folded across her chest. He scoffed playfully at her. “What? You’re the one who promised to spend every second, every minute and every hour of today with me.”

“I didn’t say that…I merely said I’d spend the day with you.”

“Same thing…” Zayd shrugged.

Quinn sighed, leaning against the glass walls. “That still doesn’t necessarily ...