I regret reading the Acknowledgements at the back, because the author likened writing this book to trying to turn an Oreo commercial into a full length raunchy rom-com and....YUP! XD Can't unsee that description! This was some Netflix Original fluff right here. And respect, sometimes you're in the mood for a popcorn book, you don't go in with literary expectations, you just want warm fuzzies... or hot toddies, whatever XD. But this book wasn't fun to read. The insta-love, the long distance, the long wait times between plot points... It was boring. And Aidan and Dexter don't grow as people, and don't have to work very hard to make their relationship dreams come true.

There is something about this book which makes it seem like it was written by a high schooler. This is a fantasy about The Fated Long-Distance Lovers Who Go Away to College But Agree to Stay Loyal and Keep in Touch and Live Happily Ever After Post-Graduation... There is an immaturity to the writing and the message. For instance, I shouldn't have been surprised, given the title, but I found this book very crass XD. I admit, I was clutching my pearls, and that's not usually me. The sudden cursing or attention drawn to awkward boners was jarring. I expected more of an effort to hide these things with fun holiday euphemisms. Aidan and Dexter's love was tallied in erections, stolen kisses, and the letters they swap (But the letters are all disgruntled gossip, like how Aidan doesn't like his boss, or Dexter doesn't get along with his parents. The whole "you're the only person who really understands me" thing had me rolling my eyes). The book also drops A LOT of Christmas pop culture references, mostly kids movies and books. It's a certain-age reader who is old enough for a horny rom-com, but young enough to have watched Arthur Christmas. Final criticism: The last quarter of the book takes a turn for the emotionally abusive, when Aidan cuts Dexter out of his life until Dexter is willing to move in with him. It's an immature fantasy wrapped in immature writing, the kind of depthless thing I wrote when I was a teenager, and thought I had crafted underappreciated genius.

And somewhere in here was a lost plot about how Aidan and Dexter save Christmas by spreading faith? Yeah... not sure about that...

But whatever! If you're a teenager who just wants to read about two dudes boning and eating cookies, give this book a shot! It's short, at least.