Turning around, her eyes fell on his.

Sofia stopped. She could feel her heart racing faster than it had ever before. She couldn't work out if it was because he was here, sitting right in front of her. Or if it was the fact that their daughter, who Yves didn't even know existed was sitting there, so close to him. Trying to pull herself together, Sofia cleared her throat and spun back around to her own table.

"Come on, Chloe. We really have to go. We're gonna be late." She spoke hurriedly, while grabbing her coat from the back of the chair. She opened her mouth to speak and her heart gave another loud bang in her chest. Sofia was positive the whole restaurant could hear it. "Come on, let's go."

"But, Mom. That man knows you. Don't you want to speak to him?" The little girl's voice sounded so innocent, so sweet that Sofia stopped. She looked down at the little girl and gave her head a small shake.

"We're going to be late, Chloe." Her teeth were clenching together as she grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder.

She didn't know why she was reacting like this. Hadn't she hoped since she booked the tickets that maybe, just maybe she'd bump into him here? She knew this was his favourite part of the city and to the both of them, it meant so much. It was obvious that if she were to bump into him, it would be here of all places.

"But Mom…." The little girl began before stopping and turned her attention to what was happening behind her mother.

As her voice trailed off, Sofia felt a hand on the small of her back. An ice cold shiver made its way slowly up her spine and her mind melted away. Only his touch could make her feel like the weight on her shoulders had been lifted. Pulling her lower lip between her teeth, Sofia allowed her head to roll backward as her eyes closed, letting the whole world disappear, even if only for a moment.

"Please. I can't." Her lip released from her teeth as she spoke in short, breathless gasps completely unaware of her daughter still at the table. "Not here. Not now." She could feel his body pressed against her side and another shiver passed through her body, this time warm and inviting. She wanted more, she wanted him. However as he moved in closer to her, and his lips hovered by her ear, she could feel his warm breath on her skin and she opened her eyes, suddenly remembering the child sitting at the table.

"Meet me at the Hotel Amour," Yves whispered into her ear and Sofia had to bite down on her lip again to supress the soft moan that had built up in the back of her throat.

She wasn't used to this feeling. She'd never had to restrain herself while around him, only now she definitely had to. Her daughter was there. She couldn't act like the young woman she was the last time she was with him. I have to be sensible, she thought to herself as her head nodded once, then twice more before shaking.

"No, I can't. Yves, I can't leave her alone." She pulled away from his touch, and turned. Instantly she was caught off guard by his look. His rugged features were just as Sofia had remembered. He hadn't changed in ten years. Sofia smiled.

"Leave her with her father." He leaned in again. "Please. I just want to talk."

"Yves, I –I can't do that. It's just the two of us." She gave him a pleading look, hating to have to turn him down, while in her head screaming that he was her father.

Sofia watched as he took a step back. His gaze diverted from her to the young woman sitting at the table he had just been at. She looked familiar, almost as if Sofia had seen her somewhere else. Her eyes narrowed as a sudden thought passed her mind and Sofia's head shook.

"No, I can't do this again, Yves. I'm sorry." She spun around as she spoke, taking a tight grip of her daughters hand and tugged her from the table.

He was here, his daughter was here. Did that mean his wife was here too? Sofia could feel herself grow angry. She pulled her daughter along at her side as she walked from the restaurant and turned in the direction of the hotel. The Hotel Amour. Was it coincidence that they were staying at the same hotel? She ground her teeth together and headed forward. She wouldn't allow herself to be hurt. Not this time. Not as much as she was hurt before.

As they reached the hotel, Sofia paused and looked down to the little girl who was clinging to her so tightly that her little hand had gone white. She looked scared and worried.

"Mommy, who was that man? He upset you." The little girl's voice came as Sofia sat on the steps outside of the front door.

"No, he didn't upset me, baby girl." She placed a smile on her lips and gently pulled her daughter onto her lap. "He's a man mommy knew a long time ago. Someone… "She paused on that thought and buried her face into her daughter's hair taking a deep breath before continuing. "Someone I hope you get to know a little bit better."

As the words fell from her lips, Sofia knew she was telling the truth. She wanted Chloe to know her father, and she herself, even if it were a little selfish, wanted him.

A/N: So very sorry for the delay again! And so very sorry for the crappy and short chapter. Somehow after the last chapter, I just got Blocked. Don't worry though. It's all coming back to me! And there is loads to come! Please lemme know if you're still enjoying it. Feedback is ALWAYS welcome and appreciated!

Thank you for reading!

WhatsIt (Kerrie)