" For a girl whose name is filled to the top with Christmas cheer I’m really not into the holiday. You may be thinking-- a person who doesn't like Christmas? Gasp, she must be depressed, crazy, a sadist, a spawn of the devil. Cause who doesn't like Christmas? Well me. I don’t like Christmas. Call me the Grinch but I promise I have my reasons. For starters, let’s talk about eggnog. I hate it. And maybe that’s cause I’m allergic, but tell me, why in the name of all that is holy would anybody in their right mind consume a beverage that calls for cinnamon? " ❄ ❆ ❄ Holly Noel Penbrook is pretty much the child of Christmas. I mean just listen to her name. However for someone who was born in December into a family of holly jolly Christmas fanatics Holly is nothing like the dorky sweater wearing, eggnog sipping, Christmas caroling girl you'd think. Her ideal Christmas would be one a little less than traditional. Somewhere soaking up the sun under a palm tree sipping coconut water-- not eggnog. Who even likes eggnog? But on her way up to New York to spend the wretched holiday with her family, her car breaks down halfway between Florida and her destination. That's how she meets Christopher Sparks. He goes by Chris or-- depending on the time of year-- Christmas. Holly's about to experience the twelve days of Christmas like never before.