I went into this book expecting a sort of fluffy, sweet holiday romance. Kind of the Hallmark movie of books, if you will - something that feels nice, even if it’s lacking depth (no shade - sometimes that’s just what you need!) But to my delighted surprise, this book was not that! By halfway through, I was all the way invested in Teddy and Nichol and their various neighbours, family members, and baked goods.
Despite the short length, the book is full of wonderful little details that flush out the town and the characters who inhabit it and make the connection between Nichol and Teddy (which feels a bit rushed, but this is a novella, so you just have to kind of jump in with both feet and accept it) feel genuine. There’s an adorable, bossy little Guinea pig. A sexy bubble butt that gets so much attention it’s basically a third MMC. Can we say the same thing for Teddy’s body hair? Maybe, and I am here for it (as is Nichol!). And maybe it speaks to my own life experience, but the “drank too much and now having a messy make out session” scenes felt very human and familiar - as did the embarrassment and insecurity in the aftermath.
I loved that the longer we stayed in this small town, the more queer it got. I also loved that at least one of our characters was, physically, like a normal human, with a normal human body, and normal human insecurities about his body - and he’s sexy and desirable because of that, not in spite of it. If we’re creating a sweet feel-good story, why not make it feel good on a bunch of levels?
This book was charming, funny, and so so cozy - my favourite kind of low-angst, heartfelt, “two weirdos find each other and love one another specifically for all their weirdness” story. Holiday edition, for extra cozy points 🎄