MEETING JORDAN'S FATHER went better than expected. We began talking football when Jordan left for the ladies' room and he came around quickly. Reg is another story. His mouth stayed in a firm line through most of dinner. The only person who had any luck lightening his demeanor was Laura. Now there's a scary woman. She had no trouble batting her eyelashes in my direction and making me uncomfortable.
I drove everyone to the hotel after dinner. The short kiss with Jordan wasn't nearly enough but her father was watching. "Big game tomorrow, don't stay up too late," I whispered in her ear before shaking her dad's hand. Reg and Laura are staying a few rooms down and will come over to Jordan's room after they're settled. I'm heading to my place for beauty sleep before the game. I'm affected by first game jitters as much as I was three years ago and I hope the feeling never leaves.
