Her Bear To Keep (Second Chance Shifters 5)
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    There were so many different scenarios and outcomes, and Jordan’s thoughts had been freaking her out more the closer they got to the orphanage. And now… They were there.
    “Everything’s going to work out exactly the way it’s supposed to,” Ty assured her, holding her hand in his and pulling her attention from the windshield to his tender brown eyes.
    Nodding, she tried to give him a smile, but she knew it came out tight and not quite genuine.
    Ty chuckled softly and brought her hand to his mouth, his lips brushing gently across her knuckles.
    “It’s going to be fine,” he promised, and Jordan felt her face loosen up a bit. She took a deep breath, and when he said, “C’mon, they’re waiting,” she slipped her hand from his grasp and got out of the car.
    His arm came around her waist in a show of support as he led her to the front door where a smiling elderly couple were grinning down at them.
    “Tyson, it’s lovely to see you again,” the woman said.
    “You too, Mrs. Kline, Mr. Kline,” Ty replied.
    “Please, call me Harold,” the tall man said. “And you must be Jordan.”
    “Yes,” Jordan replied, holding out her hand in greeting. “Thank you so much for taking the time to meet with us.”
    “Of course, dear,” Mrs. Kline replied. “Please, come inside. We have the music room set aside for you, and will have all of the children there to meet you shortly.”
    It was overwhelming, and a little heartbreaking, but Jordan and Ty spent over an hour in the music room with a dozen children who were descendants of black bear shifters. They played games, read books, and gave each of the children one on one time with them. The minutes went by quickly, and before they knew it, the kids were ushered out and they were taken into the Kline’s’ office.
    “We’ll leave you two alone to talk,” Harold said as he started to shut the door. “We’ll be back in a little bit with some coffee.”
    “Thank you,” Ty said, then turned to Jordan when they were alone. “So, tell me, what does your gut tell you?”
    “They were all so wonderful, Ty, I feel bad discounting any of them…”
    “I know, baby, but we can’t take them all.”
    Jordan sighed and replied, “I know.”
    “So, did anyone stand out to you?”
    “Malik,” she said with a grin. “He reminds me of you.”
    Tyson grinned in response and said, “He’s a smart kid.”
    Jordan punched him lightly on the arm and agreed with a laugh, “Yeah, he is. What about you?”
    “Tomas is really funny. Did he tell you his joke about the bear in the woods?”
    “Yes,” Jordan replied. “I almost fell over, I was laughing so hard. He’s pretty special.”
    They were both smiling as they remembered the boys, who were six and seven years old. Then they locked eyes and said in unison, “Betsy.”
    “She’s so precocious,” Jordan said.
    “I think she captured my heart the first time I saw her,” Ty agreed. “And it would be great for her to have two older brothers.”
    “So we agree?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “Oh my God, Ty. Three?”
    “Three.”
    The door opened and the Kline’s came in with a tray of coffee for everyone. They all sat down together to discuss the next steps in the adoption process. When they left the office, they had a date set up for the children to visit Jordan and Ty’s home, so they could see how they would assimilate to their life there and with the clan.
    When they walked outside, Malik, Tomas, and Betsy were sitting on the porch waiting for them.
    Jordan looked at Mrs. Kline questioningly. The older woman gave her a nod and tilted her head toward the waiting kids, indicating they should go talk to them.
    Ty sat down next to Malik, and Jordan next to Betsy, with Tomas sitting in the middle of them all. The little faces swung from one adult to the other, all holding a myriad of emotions. From fear, to happiness, to terrified hope, Jordan knew that they were all feeling the same exact things as she and

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