Mandy inhaled. "Sorry? You disappear with my son for over seven hours, ignore my calls, and 'sorry' is all you have? What were you thinking?"

Zayn held her gaze, the ease from his day with Axel gone. "I wasn’t thinking. Or… I was only thinking about him. We lost track of time. That’s on me."

"Lost track of time?" she repeated, a harsh laugh escaping her. "You don’t get to 'lose track of time' with someone else’s child, Zayn! You don’t get to decide when he comes home!" Her ...