Chapter 17
Christie stretched then wriggled. The scent of s*x, Mundo, and warm sheets filled her nostrils, as did the air freshener in the bathroom and the detergent they used to mop down the halls outside her room.
She frowned, a little disturbed at the scents she was smelling so strongly, but then forgot about it as she carried on wriggling, happy in the nest that was her bed.
Damn, she felt good. She was warm and cozy, and something inside her was settled. Until today, she wouldn’t have been able to put a name to it, but now, she knew it was her soul.
It had been restless for forever, and now that it was at peace, she felt the utter serenity that came as a result.
It saddened her that all her life she’d been seeking Mundo, and all without knowing it. She’d been seeking him when
