Page 251 of The Right Wrong Promise

“Guess we did all right, huh?” I rest my head on Kane’s shoulder.

“We fucking scored. Best wedding I’ve ever been to.”

“Hey.”

“I never said I was thegroomat.” He laughs and bends to kiss me. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?”

“You always do. But maybe one more time?”

He snorts. “So beautiful I know I’m the luckiest idiot in the universe.”

“You’d better.” I laugh and drag him to where Hattie’s waving us over. “Come on, our people await.”

“No rest for the wicked,” he mutters, but he’s grinning.

“Exhausted yet?” Hattie asks. “I remember when we got married, there were so many people to talk to and so much to do and so much to eat! I looked up and it was almost midnight.”

“It’s going by too fast, but I’m having the best time. The weather andthis.” I wave my hand around at the crowd that turned out to celebrate us. “What could be better?”

“I saw your latest article,” Ethan tells Kane. “Left me with a lot to chew on. I have firms beating down our door all the time with some revolutionary AI algorithms for real estate.”

Hattie nudges him. “Seriously? Today of all days you guys have to talk about work?”

But Kane nods, and I roll my eyes at Hattie.

Men, I mouth.

She shrugs, but secretly I think she’s as delighted as I am that Kane and Ethan are getting along.

“There’s no undoing the tech. We just need to slow down and think before going full steam ahead,” Kane says. “People should know the risks and the ways it can screw up the human equation. The more support I can drum up for that, the better.”

“I shared it. Not that you needed the help when it went viral.” Ethan folds his arms.

“Thanks, man.” Kane nods. “It starts with awareness, hands down. This shit should be treated like splitting the atom. If we use it to power cities instead of wiping them off the map, everybody wins.”

Despite the heavy subject at our wedding, I smile.

Kane finally decided what he wants to do in the near-term besides investing, and he’s charged into it.

His new AI action group leverages his name in sports and his family’s old political connections to try to broaden the discussion around artificial intelligence.

Especially the threat to stifling human creativity.

There’s a lot I agree with and a lot more that’s over my head, but so what?

His heart’s in the right place, worthy of the hero he’ll always be.

And I’m so proud of him for fighting back and trying to do some good in an upside-down world.

Ethan and Kane talk on about their business endeavors and prospects, while Hattie and I grab more cake and giggle over our party favors.

“Mind if I cut in?”

Kane finds me, scoops me into his arms, and carries me up the red carpet to the lake house, leaving the final few people still in attendance to clean up after us.

“Hey!” I smack his shoulder, laughing, throwing my head back as he strides up to the house. “Did you miss the part where we’re leaving our wedding behind?”

“Nope.” He doesn’t glance behind him.