Nathan watched her leave and he sighed knowing that he had made a mess of things. He thought about going straight after her, but he soon rejected the idea thinking she needed some time for herself. If he knew something about being married to Maggie was that he needed to make it up to her. He picked up his wallet and phone and went out. After he got what he wanted rom the shops, he returned back to the penthouse ignoring Robert and everybody else's stares, they could think whatever they wanted. He put the white and pink roses he had bought into a vase and took the ingredients out of the shopping bag. He was going to make Sophie a nice dinner. After he made sure that the dish was at the right temperature in the oven and after chopping some salad, he quietly made his way to Sophie's bedroom and knocked at the door. He didn't wait for an answer, he slowly opened the door and looked inside. Sophie was curled up on the bed. He could see that she had been crying from her red and puffy eyes. He felt so bad about it. The last thing he wanted was to make her sad.

"Oh, Sophie" he steadily made his way towards her and sat on the edge of the bed. He wanted to touch her, but he didn't want to upset her more. "I'm sorry"

She looked up at him and rubbed her now dried tearing eyes. "It's okay, you didn't know" she slowly sat up and leaned against the headboard. "It's me who should apologize. I shouldn't have shouted."

He got on the bed and propped on the headboard too. He then took her in his arms so that she was now curled up against his chest "Why didn't you want me to find out?" he slowly asked hoping that she would opened up a bit.

"There are something in my past that I regret doing and that I'm not proud about, with Charlotte Prentice I made the biggest mistake of my life" she finally confessed. "I didn't want you to find out like this. I wanted to talk to you about it when I was ready"

"Are you ready now?" he heard her sigh uncertain. "Is it about William?"

"What did you read?" she lifted her head up looking him straight into his eyes and Nate knew it was to make sure he wasn't lying to her.

"Not much, that William and Charlotte were about to get married but then the wedding didn't take place. He died a year later"

"It was my fault he had died" she cried. "It was one of my first real long cons as a grifter: make him fall in love with me and steal his collection. There was one thing I didn't expect"

"You fell in love with him" he whispered.

She slowly nodded, her eyes filled with tears. "It was too much. Without realizing it, we were about to get married and all I could think was what if he or his family discovered that Charlotte Prentice was a fraud…. I ran away the night before the wedding. They kept it quite with the press. They are not famous royalty so it was easy. After that William started drinking and one night he had a car accident…"

Nate filled in the blanks. He took a big breath and held Sophie tightly against him. "We all make mistakes Sophie. Don't think I haven't got any and one day I will tell you all about them. This does not make me think any less of you."

"Really?"

He smiled down at her and with his hand he cleared her face from the hair that were now wet against it. "Really" he slowly kissed her.

"You're too good for me" she whispered almost guilty.

He gave a small chuckle. "I'm not a saint, Sophie, believe me. It's the past that make us what we are now and I really like the Sophie that I have in my arms now"

"One day I will tell you my real name." she promised him.

"I'm sure you will, but for now I'm happy with Sophie. She's the woman I fell in love with and nothing is going to change that"

She smiled and leaned down to kiss him, she suddenly stopped smelling the air. "What's this wonderful smell?"

"That would be the mushroom and chicken casserole that is cooking in the oven that I should probably go and check" he quickly got up. "Are you okay, now?"

"I'm fine. I'll just wash my face and then we can have dinner."

"Okay"

Sophie went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess. Her eyes were looked awful and her running make up had left some stains on her face. She quickly washed her face and tried to repair some of the damage. She could hear Nate whistling in the kitchen while he was finishing with dinner. She shook her head smiling. She didn't know what she had done to deserve him in her life, but she was so grateful for that day when little Sam Ford ran in the museum and Nathan Ford bumped into her. She then finally joined him in the kitchen.

"When did you have time to go shopping?" she asked knowing that most of the things weren't in.

"I had time" he smirked. "Those are for you too" he said pointing at the roses on the table.

"Thank you" she caressed the soft petals. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble"

"I wanted to" he gently pushed her towards the table "Now, you sit down and I'll be right back with the food"

After they had finished eating and they had cleaned the kitchen, they got comfortable on the sitting room couch skipping through channels to look for a good film. Nate was laying on the couch and Sophie was curled on top of him, her head resting comfortably underneath his chin.

"Anything you like?" he asked in her hair while he pressed the digit controls.

"Oh, stop it here" she exclaimed when she noticed that a film she liked was about to begin.

"One Fine Day? Seriously?" he frowned down at her.

"What? It's with George Clooney!"

"Ah…. So I'm supposed to stay here quietly while you drool over George Clooney."

"Yep…" she patter his chest. "Now, shush!"

The film wasn't as bad as Nate imagined. He usually didn't enjoy romantic comedies, but the little boy reminded him of his Sam and he couldn't help but smile. The film credits were rolling and Nate switched off the TV. He was curious on why he Sophie hadn't spoken yet and he looked down to find her peacefully sleeping on his chest. She looked adorable and he gently ran a hand over her cheek. She didn't stir so he decided to carry her to the bedroom. He slowly slid from under her and he got up. He then put a hand under her knees and another one under her hear and he lifted her up. Once she was secured in his arms, he carried her to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed. He took her shoes off and while he was putting a blanket over her, Sophie began to stir.

"Nate…" she called him groggily.

"Hush… go back to sleep" he whispered running a hand up and down her leg.

"Stay" With her eyes still closed she put an arm out grabbing thin air until she hit his arm and pulled him over her.

"Okay" He chuckled but settled beside laying a hand on her hip and he tucked his other arm under her head. He kicked his shoes off and covered them both with the bed cover.

"Good night" he breathed in her ear, but Sophie had already gone back to sleep.

The following day, John Franklin called like they expected him to do. Sophie had an appointment with him in a couple of hours and they were organizing the last details of the con.

"This painting looks good" Nate was observing the Monet painting that Sophie had taken out from one of the closets. "Are you sure it's a fake?"

"Oh it is, believe me. The real one is safe…" Nate eyed her and she continued. "In one of my storage rooms."

"Of course it is"

"I just know I really good forger" she just smirked at him and winked.

"Let's get down to business" He taped a microphone just under her bar. "This will record everything" he told her while she put her blouse on. "I'll be listening in the car. Try to get him to say where he keeps the merchandise after he stages the thefts "

"Yes Nate" she rolled her eyes.

"Once you're gone, the police and I will arrest him"

"I've got it Nate, I'm not an amateur." She put the last touches to her attire and she was ready.

"Let's go!" Nate nodded.

The con went surprisingly smoothly, except for when Franklin tried to escape and Nate had to punch him to stop him. Sophie had witness the all scene and found it quite sexy.

"That was hot" she told him once he came back to the apartment.

"I thought the plan was for you to go away from there as quickly as possible" he reprimanded her.

She shrugged "I was bored" She knew that since the job was finished he probably had to go back to L.A. "How long do we have?"

Nate knew what she was talking about. "I've convinced them to let stay tomorrow too and they agreed just because I'm not staying in a hotel"

She sighed. "So just one more day"

"Yeah" he looked down disappointed too.

"Well, Mr. Ford" she put her arms around him smirking. "I think there is only one thing we can do"

He followed her lead. "Oh yes? And what is that?" he smiled putting his hands on her waist.

"Follow me and I'll show you" she turned around and she seductively walked towards the bedroom.

A/N And the con in Paris is finished! Did you like Nate and Sophie's adventure? What will happen now? Hopefully you'll found out next week :)

Thanks for reading!