CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The shower planted warm kisses all over Mav’s healing body. This was the first time since his mission that he had been able to clean himself beyond a bird bath in the nearby sink. Defecating in his own bed had proven to be a humbling experience. It had taken him days to toss the cruddy sheets—which eventually led to a bit of an insect problem. He had gone from feeling like s**t to smelling like it as well.
But that was the past. He was determined to look forward. He turned off the faucets and stepped out of the tub. He looked at himself in front of the mirror. Some of his muscle definition had waned. When he returned home later this day, he would have to resume his fitness regime. That was probably the primary factor in his survival all those weeks ago.
Mav re-entered th
