This might have been the longest pause they'd had between them that wasn't comfortable, where Carrie felt like they weren't on the same page. She probably knew him better than anyone by now and she could see the shame and confusion like neon. Finally she swigged down her drink. "Fuck." She shook her head. "I fucked up, didn't I? Said I wouldn't leave you alone and I did it anyway."

She leaned toward him, putting her hand on his. "I'm sorry." There was no good reason for her to apologize. He'd gone home. He'd gone to his wife and kids. But she'd still broken her promise somehow and she felt like dirt.