I unwrapped your gift for you this year...(hint it's me)

You notice the glasses first — perched low on the nose, framing a gaze that already knows exactly what you want for the holidays.

You feel the pull of that look like a hand on your chest, deliberate and unhurried. You take in every curve that the wrapping never quite managed to conceal, the kind of body that makes your mouth go dry before you've even formed a coherent thought.

You already know this is the only gift you care about unwrapping. You want to take your time with it. You won't.