"But this isn't just my decision," she said, a little stubborn. "This is a couple thing. An us thing. How you feel is important." Sliding closer to him, she continued. "No matter what I decide, you're affected. You're a part of this." She planted a soft kiss on his chin.
"I think marriage to you doesn't terrify me as much as it used to. Which isn't to say that I really want... but a part of me must have because I don't really think I'd have gone through with it otherwise." A pause. "Not only did I go through with it, I asked you." After the first day or so at Kimber's, Carrie had thought that over. She'd initiated the whole thing. Which probably said something about how she felt. It couldn't have been the alcohol. Not completely.