He's not sure he's ever been real. She's not sure she'll ever be whole again.

Beckett Davis has been many things: reliable, likeable, on track to be the most accurate kicker in professional football history, and multiple-time winner of made-up awards, like pro-athlete with the most beautiful smile.

He's also spent a lifetime shouldering responsibilities that didn't belong to him, but he doesn't like to think about that. Until a missed kick makes him one of the most hated people in the city and lands him doing damage control as a volunteer in his least favourite place: a hospital.

But it's where he meets her.

Greer Roberts deals in logic and absolutes. She spends her days performing surgery and staying behind carefully constructed boundaries that keep what's left of her safe, even though she's not sure how either of those things make her feel anymore. There is one thing she's absolutely certain of, though: she doesn't date. So it doesn't matter that a downtrodden Beckett Davis ends up in the same elevator as her, and, in a moment of weakness, she invites him to volunteer with her patients.

She might see right through him, and he might understand her in a way that no one else ever has, but they're just business acquaintances.

Until they're not. And nothing scares her more than that.