Rena's heart raced.

She admonished herself not to lose her composure. She couldn't... make a spectacle of herself in public

Her lips trembling, she mustered a forced smile and replied, "I would be happier if Mr. Fowler didn't trouble me."

Waylen lowered his gaze, smiling.

"I can't help it. Rena, it angers me to see you dancing with other men.