Final Score. Michelle Betham

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      Ryan knew this had been coming. He wasn’t stupid; he wasn’t naïve enough to think that he’d had her forever. But a little more time would have been nice. Because, who knows what could have happened, with a little more time?

      ‘He’ll hurt you, Amber. Again, and again. He’ll hurt you.’

      ‘No.’ Amber shook her head. ‘Not this time. No.’

      ‘Are you really that blinkered?’

      ‘Don’t make this harder, Ryan.’

      ‘For who? You? What about me, Amber? Huh? What about me? You’re taking my son away from me…’

      ‘No, Ryan, I’m not. I would never do that. Never.’

      ‘Are you moving back in with him?’

      ‘I don’t know. I don’t know what’s happening now.’

      ‘I guess those plans to move to London have changed, then, huh?’

      She looked at him. ‘I don’t know what’s happening, Ryan. Okay?’ She leaned back against the wall, pushing a hand through her hair. ‘I don’t know.’

      ‘You will. You’ll move back in with him. One day. And what does that mean, huh? That means my son will be brought up by Jim Allen.’ Ryan couldn’t help but let out a laugh dripping with cynicism. ‘And that’s going to take some getting used to.’

      ‘I’m sorry, Ryan. Really, I am. I never meant for any of this to happen…’

      ‘What did he promise you this time?’

      She stared at him. ‘He didn’t promise me anything.’

      ‘So, what was it, then? A chance meeting in the corridors of Tynebridge yesterday and all of a sudden you’re back together? For the past few months you’ve done your level best to avoid being anywhere near him, Amber. What the hell changed?’

      She turned her head to look back out of the window, watching as Debbie climbed into her pale-pink Range Rover, Gary carefully fastening Jodi into her car seat. They were a family now. A proper family. Why couldn’t she have given that a chance?

      ‘What happened after I left yesterday, Amber?’

      She slowly turned to face him again, but she said nothing.

      ‘What happened?’

      ‘I didn’t plan it, Ryan. I really didn’t plan it.’

      ‘Another one of those quick fucks up against his office door, huh? Is that what it was?’

      ‘Ryan, please…’

      He walked over to her, his dark-blue eyes never leaving hers. ‘So, it’s okay for him to touch you, is it? It’s okay for him to fuck you, because you sure as hell didn’t want me in there.’

      ‘Ryan…’

      ‘Jesus, Amber!’ He turned away, pushing both hands through his hair. ‘Knowing it’s coming really doesn’t make it any easier to deal with.’

      ‘I’m sorry.’

      He swung back around to face her. ‘And that makes it all okay, does it?’

      She shook her head, desperately trying not to cry. What good would that do?

      ‘You never even gave us a chance.’

      ‘And if I had, would that have made this any better? No. All it would have done is make this situation ten times harder to deal with.’

      ‘Oh, so, you think this is the easy way, do you?’

      ‘You’re not being fair.’

      ‘Neither are you, Amber. Neither are you.’ He walked over to Rico, crouching down in front of his carry-seat, taking his tiny hand in his. ‘We made this little guy, you and me. And look at him. He’s incredible!’ Ryan stood up, walking back over to Amber. ‘Without him I really don’t know where I’d be now. And you did that, Amber. You gave me my reason for changing. You gave me Rico, and for that I am so grateful – so grateful that he’s here. Because you alone were never enough.’

      Amber turned her head away from him, tears pricking the back of her eyes and she blinked hard to try and stop them from falling. ‘Things are different now, Ryan. Between me and Jim. They are so, so different.’

      ‘How?’

      She faced him again, not caring that she was crying now. What did it matter any more? ‘I can’t tell you.’

      ‘He’s spouting crap, Amber. Whatever he’s told you, he’s fucking lying. Because that’s what he does.’

      ‘That’s not true… This isn’t some game…’

      ‘Isn’t it? That’s exactly what it is. And the last person Jim Allen wants to see win is me.’

       Chapter Seven

      ‘Amber, can I have a word?’

      Amber looked up from her desk in the Cloud Sports office to see Max standing there. ‘Yeah. Sure. Is something wrong? I didn’t know you were coming down here today.’

      ‘One of your guests on Scoreline tonight is a new player on my books so I’m here to provide a bit of moral support.’

      ‘Is that all?’

      He fixed her with a look, smiling slightly. ‘Nothing gets past you, does it?’

      She turned her attention back to her emails. ‘You’ve heard Jim and I are getting back together, then?’

      ‘It’s definite?’ He perched himself down on the edge of her desk.

      ‘Well, we haven’t sent out a press release or done a five-page spread in Hello, but it’s on the cards. Yes.’

      ‘And you’ve told Ryan?’

      ‘You know, I’ve told Ryan or you wouldn’t be here.’ She looked up at him again, chewing the end of her pen; a habit she’d never really grown out of. ‘Is he okay?’

      ‘He’s fine.’

      ‘Really?’

      ‘I’m not in the habit of lying to you, Amber. I’ve seen a new side to Ryan Fisher since he became a dad.’

      Amber sat forward in her chair, the end of the pen still in her mouth. ‘We haven’t made anything public yet, Max. Me and Jim. We’re still playing it very much by ear, but, I think we’re gonna be okay this time around.’

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