A/N: Thanks for all who reviewed:) I was really surprised to see that much reviews (it was much for me. ;)).

So, here's the second chapter. Hope you like it!

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Sophie started to wake up few hours later. She was a bit confused and didn't first realize where she was. Then she felt something warm to be pressed to her back and someone breathing to the back of her head. Then she remembered.

Oh, yes. I must be in Florence and at my and Robert's hotel room, she thought and turned around a bit to see Langdon's peaceful face in front of hers. She smiled and looked at him. They were really close to each other and somehow she had managed to roll close to him, her back against his chest. He hadn't noticed when she turned around to face him. He looked so handsome even then when he slept and his hair was a bit messy. She couldn't stop herself from kissing his cheek lightly.

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Robert felt something touch his cheek so by a reflex he opened his eyes slowly. He met Sophie's eyes and her beautiful smile, very close to him. He managed to reply to her smile. He realized that their bodies were pressed against each other's. She was warm and soft and he would have wanted to stay there like that for the rest of his life if his stomach hadn't said something else.

He was hungry.

Sophie giggled and he just rolled his eyes. Then he turned to look at the alarm clock. It was 8:06pm.

"We should go to eat. What do you want to eat?" Robert asked her.

"Pasta would do. Do you like it?" she asked and once again her eyes fell into his blue ones.

"Yeah… We… We should get going then"

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After changing clothes, they went down to the entrance hall and out the doors. It wasn't really dark yet then but the sun seemed to be a bit of orange and it shined beautifully.

They walked down the streets and tried to find some nice restaurant which wasn't really full of people. Finally they found a small but pretty restaurant which just seemed perfect. They sat at a free table and soon the waiter brought them menus and asked what they would like to drink.

"Uhm, I think I will just get some ice water", Sophie said to the waiter.

"Yes, ma'am (A/N Is that right? I mean that ma'am). And what about you, sir?" he asked.

"Same, please", Robert said and started to read the menu.

Few minutes later the waiter came back with their HUGE glasses of water with ice.

"So, what would you like to eat?" the waiter asked and took his notepad and pen out of his pocket.

"Pasta Bolognese", Sophie and Robert said at the same time, looked at each other and grinned.

The waiter wrote it down and said: "Just a moment" and then he went to the kitchen.

"So, what have you planned us to do this whole week here?" Sophie asked him and looked at his eyes.

Robert thought. He actually didn't know. There wasn't much of things to do in Florence than going to art museums.

"I'm not sure. I would really want to go to art museums but you said then that you don't want to", Robert said truthfully.

"Well, I would want to do some shopping… But not the whole week. There's Uffizi –gallery that I want to visit no matter what I said earlier. Oh, and I want to walk down the Ponte Vecchio's bridge. I've heard that there are many, many shops and it goes over the River Arno", she said thoughtfully and sipped her water.

"That's okay. This is such a city with Renaissance that it would be ok for me just to walk around. But yeah, Uffizi-gallery is something that we must visit when we are here", Robert said and smiled at her.

They looked at each others eyes quietly. They just smiled and couldn't stop looking at each others eyes.

Finally, he broke the silence and said quietly: "You know, Sophie, I really have missed you. I've thought about you the whole month". He blushed just a little bit but still looked straight at her eyes.

She smiled even more and said: "I'm glad to hear that. I really have been looking forward to this the entire month too".

He grinned and took her hand which lay on the table. He smoothed it a bit and felt her soft skin under his fingers. He felt like he was in Heaven.

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When they had eaten, they started to walk around the down silently. They had been in the restaurant for a long time. It was already 11.42pm when he looked at his Mickey-watch. She walked next to him quietly and he could sense that she was tired.

"Sophie?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you tired? Wanna go back to the hotel?" he asked and took her hand into his own larger one.

"No. Not yet. I am tired but it's so beautiful out here. The stars look beautiful", she said and turned her head to look up at the sky.

Not as beautiful as you are, he thought and smiled.

They walked in silence and soon they became by a river. There were few benches and they sat down on one of them.

"That must be the River Arno, right?" she said, put her head onto his shoulder and looked at the beautiful river which was flowing silently.

"Yeah…" he said and looked down at her. He stared at her for a while and she felt it. She turned to look at him and asked: "What?"

"It's just… You are really beautiful, Sophie. Do you know that?" he said to her and smiled a bit.

"I am? Well, thanks", she said, smiled and gave another kiss onto his cheek.

They fell quiet again. Few minutes later he spoke again.

"I'm so glad that you wanted to come here with me. Really, really glad. You are wonderful, Sophie", he said and blushed but stared at her.

Sophie blushed a bit too and was a bit confused, but really happy to hear those words from him. She smiled and said: "Thank you. And thanks for inviting me. Of course I wanted to come".

She tried to give him another kiss onto his cheek, but he stopped her with her hand. He put his hand onto her cheek and leaned closer. "I like it more like this", he said and went closer.

She smiled when his lips touched hers. Her arms went automatically around his neck, her other hand behind his head, pulling him closer. His arms went around her torso and pulled her to him.

They kissed gently for a long time, eyes closed. They enjoyed each other's company and were in their own little worlds. It was quiet everywhere and no one disturbed them.

A while later they broke apart slowly to breathe fresh air. They just looked at each other's eyes and felt something strong and wonderful. Many people have fought and even killed to feel it and some people have died for it. It was the thing than everyone wanted to feel. It was love.

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A/N: Here's chapter 2 then! Hope you liked. :) And remember to review.

And before somebody asks: No, I haven't been in Florence. I just found that information from the Internet.

I really thought that should they kiss this early or to wait longer. But then I thought that, they had already kissed in Scotland, they hadn't seen each other in a month and they had missed each others, so why wouldn't they:p

I dunno how long this will be, but there will be about 10 chapters perhaps. But you really need to review so I know that someone wants to read this and there's some meaning for me to write.