This is another short novella by Kirsty Greenwood whose back catalogue I'm currently going through. Like with Love Will Save the Day this one takes place in Notting Hill and "Harmonious Spaces" is mentioned, it's Christmas Eve and again there are "large piles of snow" outside. Sorry, but that kind of inaccuracy is hilarious. When does it ever snow enough in London?

This time we're getting the grumpy/sunshine trope, with, unusually, the woman being the Grinch who stole Christmas. Phoebe had a relationship go south on Christmas last year and since then she hates everything about it.

Adam is her boss Marcy's son and he loves the most wonderful time of the year, even with a broken leg and Phoebe as a reluctant babysitter for a few hours on Christmas Eve, when his mother/her boss is occupied with a business emergency.

Novellas always suffer from the fact that the shortness of the story doesn't allow for deep character analysis but some novellas cope better than others. This one has a better, albeit very slight story than Love Will Save the Day but it's not a patch on the adorable Love of my Afterlife. Maybe this would have been better as a full-grown book with better fleshed-out characters, as the story has potential.