The perfect festive romance involving a very creative misuse of a popcorn garland, a grand Christmas romantic gesture and getting snowed in with only one bed . . .

There are two things you should know about Atlas ‘Max’ Maxheimer. One: he has the presence of a six-foot-four lumberjack with a knack for making people smile. Two: he lives and breathes the holidays.

Not only is he the reigning victor of the annual town Christmas contest, but his family have a literal Christmas tree farm. ‘Tis his damn season. And she’s going to ruin everything.

Betty is new in town, full of holiday cheer and, worst of all, is helping her uncle open a rival tree farm next door. Max is convinced she’s out to destroy everything he loves. Betty thinks Max might be one sleigh short of a winter parade.

And they’re having way too much fun trying to outdo each other. After Christmas chaos, public humiliation and booby traps that Home Alone would be proud of, it only takes a blizzard, a romantic cottage and only one bed for the sparks between Max and Betty to ignite . .