Final Score by Michelle Betham Page A

him to draw her back under his spell. One kiss. That was all it took. ‘A new start, Amber. And don’t tell me you don’t think we need that.’
    ‘Do they want you straight away?’ she asked, running her fingers over his cheek, her eyes watching their every move.
    ‘Pretty much. You know how badly their season’s gone so far, and whether I say yes or not, Hollins is out and someone new is coming in, regardless. They can’t afford to waste any more time.’
    ‘And when do they need a decision from you?’

    ‘As soon as possible. A couple of days, max.’
    She let go of him, suddenly aware that anyone could walk in at any given moment. And the one thing she didn’t want was their rekindled relationship announced on the gossip grapevine. ‘Ryan won’t be happy.’
    ‘What’s Ryan got to do with it?’
    ‘He’s Rico’s dad, Jim. And I promised him I wouldn’t take Rico away from him. I promised him that.’
    ‘You aren’t taking him away from anyone, Amber.’
    ‘That’s not how Ryan’ll see it. He thinks any move to London is off now.’
    Jim reached out and took her hand, pulling her back against him, and she didn’t fight it. Not this time. If anyone saw them, so what? It was all going to come out anyway. Eventually. And if Jim took the Endleigh United job then it was going to come out sooner rather than later.
    ‘Our lives are not gonna revolve around Ryan Fisher, baby. Not any more. It’s time to think about what we want now. Because we need to make it work this time, Amber. We need that. Because I don’t know how many chances we’ve got left.’
    She looked at him, into those beautiful green eyes, her fingers still lightly trailing over his cheek. ‘I know,’ she whispered. The love she felt for this man was all-consuming; confusing. Unbearable, at times. But she needed him, no matter what. She needed him. And no matter what it took, she’d do it. If it meant they could finally be together.
    ‘What do you want to do, Jim?’
    ‘I want to do whatever’s best for us, Amber. And if that means taking the Endleigh United job and moving down here, then that’s what I’ll do. But only if you want that too.’
    She felt his fingers slide between hers and she looked down at their joined hands, at his thumb gently rubbing her knuckles. ‘I only know I want you , Jim.’
    He tilted her chin up, kissing her long and slowly, and once more she let herself become lost in him, her body falling against his like that rag doll she always became in his arms.

    ‘You do realise that if it had been anyone other than me who’d just walked in here, you two would be all over Twitter by now.’
    Amber broke away from Jim, turning to see Ronnie standing in the doorway.
    ‘I’ll leave you to it.’ Jim smiled, quickly squeezing her waist.
    ‘Are you going straight back up north?’ She didn’t want him to go. She really didn’t want him to go, not now he was here. She wanted him to stay, at least for one night.
    He smiled again, moving his mouth close to her ear, his hand resting on her hip. ‘I’ll see you at home. Then we can get naked and talk some more.’
    She breathed in deeply as she watched him leave, unable to stop her stomach from somersaulting so fast she almost felt dizzy.
    Ronnie stood aside to let him through the door. ‘They’ve offered him the job, then?’ His tone was matter-of-fact as he threw the newspapers he was holding down on his desk next to Amber’s.
    ‘I… that isn’t common knowledge, is it? I mean, he’s only just left the stadium after talking to them…’
    ‘Chill out, will you? It isn’t common knowledge. But I’m not stupid enough to think he’s come all the way down here on a Thursday just for sex. He’s too professional for that.’
    Amber threw him a look as she leaned back against her desk. ‘People are gonna put two and two together, though, aren’t they? If he’s seen down here.’
    ‘Probably, yes. His name’s already being touted around by the