Merry Christmas, you filthy animal - Meghan Quinn

The perfect festive romance involving a very creative misuse of a popcorn garland, a grand Christmas romantic gesture and getting snowed in with only one bed . . .

There are two things you should know about Atlas 'Max' Maxheimer. One: he has the presence of a six-foot-four lumberjack with a knack for making people smile. Two: he lives and breathes the holidays. Not only is he the reigning victor of the annual town Christmas contest, but his family have a literal Christmas tree farm. 'Tis his damn season.

And she's going to ruin everything.

Betty is new in town, full of holiday cheer and, worst of all, is helping her uncle open a rival tree farm next door. Max is convinced she's out to destroy everything he loves. Betty thinks Max might be one sleigh short of a winter parade.

And they're having way too much fun trying to outdo each other.

After Christmas chaos, public humiliation and booby traps that Home Alone would be proud of, it only takes a blizzard, a romantic cottage and only one bed for the sparks between Max and Betty to ignite . . .

TROPES:
Small Towns
Banter
Rivals to Lovers
Forced Proximity
He Falls First
One Bed
A lot of spice

But also expect . . .
Elite holiday movie references
A spicy moment with some chocolate covered cherries
Misuse of a popcorn garland . . .

READERS ARE OBSESSED WITH MEGHAN QUINN'S BOOKS . . .
'Outrageously laugh-out-loud funny'
'The way I completely obsessed about this book was not okay!'
'Perfect combination of sweet, sassy, funny and spicy'
'The banter was top tier! The spice was amazing!'
'All the brother's-best-friend, fake-dating, enemies-to-lovers goodness packaged together in an adventure full of second-hand embarrassment and swoon-worthy moments'
'OH MY!!!'