The Christmas Gift From The Past

Eve walked into the bathroom that adjoined her room. She washed her face and looked in the mirror at her reflection. Why did he still affect her this way? She wanted him just as much today as she had back then. She’d tried to convince herself that she didn’t want him anymore, but her body and heart had other ideas.
When she walked back in her room he was sitting on the bed. She stopped and looked at him. Oh he was still good looking. His hair was graying around the edges, but those hazel eye...