“Who the heck leaves a baby in a box on the doorstep of a professional football player?”
Dylan Callahan’s career needs a jump start. Between dropping passes and dropping sponsors, it’s only a matter of time before he’s traded away from his team. But what he really didn’t expect was to get a baby dropped on his front porch, with a note saying it’s his.
So he does what anyone would do. He buys a goat to feed the baby goat’s milk.
Natalie’s job in the ER keeps her busy, and she thought she was used to surprises, but that’s before a goat appears outside her apartment door.
Natalie doesn’t have time for football or flings, but she can’t leave a baby in need. Agreeing to help Dylan while they wait for paternity results, she quickly learns there’s more to him than his cocky grin and impressive stats. Between late-night feedings, hilarious mishaps, and one very opinionated goat, the line between teammates and something more starts to blur.
