Eva hadn't known what to expect from Beau at this point in the evening, but she was not disappointed in his response. She melted into him easily, folded herself against him as she tried to compose herself and get control of her breathing. It was easier when she could feel his steady- although slightly rapid heartbeat against her cheek. Allowing herself to be pulled toward the bed, Eva curled up easily with him, still trying to rationalize what had just happened and how she had wound up here.

"It's so fucked up," She mumbled. Eva had just spent nine months with only male company, she was no stranger to foul language at this point. "I cannot believe I let myself get so wrapped up in this nonsense." What the hell was wrong with her? Honestly. She was every parents cautionary tale to their daughters on why you don't get caught up in pre-marital affairs. What would have happened if they had gotten married after all? Eva couldn't even imagine what her life would have looked like. Curling in tighter, she pressed herself against him just trying anything she could think of to ground herself.