Chapter 37

Jordan had read enough books on pregnancy after Woody and Lily had convinced her to keep the baby to know that some very odd things could occur when a woman was pregnant. After the trauma that Palmer had put her through, plus the fact that he hadn't been killed in the airline crash like they all believed, lent itself to some pretty heavy baggage to be carrying around. Not to mention the warning from Clara Rose! Jordan knew everyone thought the woman was phonier than a $3 dollar bill, but anything she had ever told Jordan had come true and she had been a lot of help on that murder case.

Not wanting to spoil the day Woody had planned for them, Jordan decided not to mention the feeling she was having that something just wasn't right.

They had a pleasant breakfast with the minor exception of the amount of cheese that Woody had put on her omelet. She had apologetically scraped half of it off, but smiled as she accepted another slice of toast.

When they walked out the front door of their apartment building Jordan felt like her hair was all standing on end, as if she was touching one of those electronic lightening machines! Her alert meter felt like it was in hyper drive.

Woody walked along side her to the car carrying the picnic basket and blanket totally unaware that something was out of the ordinary. He loaded the things into the trunk of the car and turned to her with a happy grin. "Are you ready to get going?"

Nodding distractedly as she tried to casually look around, Jordan wondered if she really was going crazy? Why would Palmer be watching her?! What could he want?! He had already messed with her life, but that was some plot to mess with Harmon Rabb's life. She was just a pawn. He couldn't want the child, could he?! Her hand went to protectively rest on her tummy and then just as quickly she removed it. If Palmer was watching she didn't want to give him any reason to think she cared about the baby.

As those thoughts raced through her mind, Woody had closed the trunk and came over to open her door for her. "Letting me be a gentleman today?" he teased. Usually, she opened her own door and got in before he could be his chivalrous self.

Trying to shake off the 'watched' feeling she answered, "I thought I would give you a break today since you've done all that for us. Woody do you really think that your mother will be coming to Boston?"

"I don't think anything could keep her away! Not only does she have a daughter-in-law she has never met here, but as far as she knows, you are about to give birth to her first grand child."

"If you want to tell her the truth about that I would understand," Jordan offered.

Closing her door and going around to get in the driver's side before he answered, he turned to loot at her and said, "Jordan, as far as I am concerned, with my family or anyone else that doesn't already know, this is our child! You know we do have to come to some decision about a name! You're due in less than a week!"

"I know!" she sighed, as they pulled out onto the street, "The problem is nothing seems just right! After all we have been through I want to get this part right. A name is something you have to live with all of your life."

"Yeah," he agreed, "And if you get one you don't like you have to find some kind of nickname you can live with."

"Well we have it narrowed down to Logan, Nathan, and Reilly. We could always narrow it down to just the two of them and use them as first and middle," Jordan suggested.

"But I still like the idea of using your name since we have ruled out any other family names. So there isn't any confusion we could use Jordan as his middle name and one of the other three as his first."

With a sigh she grumbled, "We could always just go eenie, meanie, miney, mo!"

Woody laughed and said that if they couldn't reach a decision by the end of the day, they would do just that, but if they did, he would be sure and tell their son that was how his mother wanted to name him!

To be continued…