Christmas is Harry’s favourite time of the year, but it looks like he’ll be spending it alone. When it comes to the men he fancies, his luck is non-existent. Harry’s nerves always get the better of him—especially when he tries to talk to Andrew, the hot guy downstairs.
Everything changes when Harry meets a mysterious girl in the woods who professes to be a witch. He dismisses her claims, but when odd things start happening to him, he has to reconsider.
Andrew was attracted to Harry from the start, but their awkward encounters put him off. All goes well until Harry opens his mouth—and ruins it with his stupidity and silly comments. When Harry suddenly becomes more relaxed and they have a proper conversation, Andrew realises his first impression was wrong. As the days count down to December 25, they get swept up in the Christmas spirit and their relationship moves faster than either expected.
A little winter magic might have been the push they needed, but Harry worries that when it wears off, he’ll no longer be the man Andrew wants.
What could be better than mistletoe kisses and a white Christmas?
A little magic, of course!
Harry is a good guy, but he suffers from chronic foot-in-the-mouth disease, especially around sexy Andrew who lives in a nearby flat.
Andrew thinks Harry is arrogant and a bit rude, until he realizes Harry is just shy and a little awkward.
These boys get together with a little help from Malia, a magic ... goddess? fairy? Hell if I know, but her magical interference helps Harry snag his man.