let’s us sleep tonight. The other two are logging onto the free Wi-Fi and sending messages to their boyfriends. Although Sophie still hasn’t admitted they are dating yet. Quinn loves her without a doubt though. Everyone seems to see it but her. The two of them are inseparable. I think the only time they are not together is if they are in classes or sleeping. Sophie is studying to become a professor and Quinn an engineer. She has told me that they have both put their studies above all else but I’ve seen the way Quinn’s eyes close and he inhales when he kisses her hair. Sophie’s eyes always light up when he’s around her. She likes to try and convince us that they are just friends, only study partners that keep each other focused. I think she’s just trying to tell herself that so she doesn’t get hurt. Quinn Martin could definitely be a heart breaker. He’s not only smart but very easy on the eyes. His blonde spiky hair and clear blue eyes fits nicely with his strong physique. Sometimes he looks like a jock instead of a man determined to ace his classes and graduate with honors. Angie’s man is a whole other story. When the two of them are together you wouldn’t be able to slip a feather between them, they are always touching, kissing and hugging. Their public displays of affection I swear crosses the line sometimes and yes I am a little jealous. Although I have my limits with them when I'm around, there is only so much I can take. When they get too heated I can’t help but tell them to either leave or cool it off. Her boyfriend is hot, the only one that’s close to being my type. He swears a little too much, his hair is always disheveled, the ‘I just had sex’ look mastered and his clothes are expensive but he always wears them as though they are not. He’s tough, he has an edge to him but I’m not sure why. I really don’t know much about him, I’m not even sure Angie knows. They are cute together but Angie doesn’t usually date the same guy for long. I would never take her sloppy seconds but Trey is very tempting. Mariana’s boyfriend is friends with my sister’s fiancé and their relationship is the same. She tells me she loves him, that they are a good match on paper. Her parents adore him. Mason will be a doctor in a few more years. “He is very smart and respectful,” she tells me. “Uh huh, good qualities in a mate, as long as there is love and passion too, right?” I asked her. I feel as though I’ve had this conversation too many times. Maybe I’m just not getting it. Maybe I’ve set my standards and my list of requirements too high. I know she doesn't love him, she thinks she might someday though. I refuse to marry for anything less than butterflies in my stomach and fireworks when he kisses me. I leave them to their messaging and take the shower first, washing away the grime of traveling. I wonder how long I’ll last on this trip before I cave and seek out the first five star hotel I see. The water is cold and the tiny towel barely wraps around me. I dry as quickly as possible, jumping into my leggings. Once my long sleeved knit sweater is pulled on, I run my hands vigorously over my arms to warm myself up. For July there is a nip in the air and the cold shower experience didn’t help. An unsettling chill runs through me. After an afternoon of strolling through Hyde Park and looking at monuments we're all feeling the exhaustion of travel but decide to finish our first day in London with a few pints at the closest pub. I lock arms with Angie as we walk towards a place we saw on our way in this morning. Sophie and Mariana are in front of us, talking and walking quickly. I glance across the street and take a peek behind us. Aside from a few young girls walking in a group and a business owner busily locking up for the night the street is rather quiet. It is only nine but I assume people have gathered for dinner by now and our enjoying their evening. "Are you okay Eden, you seem