Rena saw Alexis’ expression in the rearview mirror and smiled.

"Next fall,” she replied.

The light ahead had turned red, and Waylen stopped the car. He teased Rena, “I'm not getting any younger, Miss Gordon. If you don't marry me soon, I'm afraid | will end up an unmarried sad old man because no one will want me."

Rena wasn't fooled by him.

She rolled her eyes and chuckled, "Oh, please. A lot of women will want you.”