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Shay's Point of View I glare at Zane, snickering on the bed. "Stop doing that." I hiss, closing the buttons on his shirt that I'm wearing. Amy brought over dome of my clothes earlier. But I wanted to wear his shirt. "I can't help it. You look like a penguin when you walk." He says, bursting into a new wave of snickers. I throw my brush at him, blushing. Everything aches. I haven't had s*x in over five years, and we've been at it non stop. I'm feeling numb and had trouble walking. "Zane stop it! This isn't funny. Everyone will know what we've been doing." I say, feeling my cheeks heat up. Zane reaches for me and pulls me in between his legs. "You just don't see it, because it is really funny. And I'm sorry to burst your bubble little mate, but everyone already knows what we've b