The stomps were impossible to miss, and Beau knew immediately he'd have some apologizing to do in the morning. Eva at least deserved that. He began to hammer in the next board, only managing to sink two nails before he heard her footsteps again.

What the fuck was wrong with her tonight?

Determined to at least finish the board he was working on, Beau hammered in three more nails before turning to face her. His annoyance and frustration was, for once, plain across his features. "That isn't what going to bed means. Or have you decided to practice acting like a child?" He muttered a bit harshly. But, really, he had asked for space several times.