CHAPTER EIGHTEEN“You still here?” Melanie strutted into Paige’s office. She had her briefcase in one hand and her purse on the other.
“Yeah. You leaving so early?”
“I am. Tonight I have a dinner date with the hubby. Finally a break in the game schedule gives me a little extra time.”
“That sounds nice.”
The Renegades had a few days off in a row, but just because there were no games didn’t mean the team—or particularly Tyler Kidd—wasn’t going to get into any mischief.
“What are you working on?” Melanie nudged her head in the direction of the manila folder on Paige’s desk.
“Oh, it’s just a request for Tyler.” She’d been staring at it all afternoon since he left her office. “I’m just not so sure it’s a good idea.”
“Why? What is it?” Melanie sat on the edge of the desk.
“It’s a Make-A-W
