making the coffee and the toast. It made everything so much easier.”
Liam was sure it had. He had never once thought about the things a woman did to prepare a meal until he’d helped this time. Of course, he and Angus usually fixed their own dinners, but it typically consisted of a burger or steak, a side of potatoes and a cola or the coffee that was left over from breakfast. Their breakfasts had never amounted to anything like this, either. As a matter of fact, their breakfasts were usually what they had left over from dinner the night before.
He frowned down at his plate. When had they gotten so complacent? When had they gotten into such a self-destructive pattern that they didn’t care what they ate or drank or whether or not they ate at all?
Closing his eyes, Liam took a deep breath and said a prayer of thanks to whatever deity brought them to Kaitlin.
A rush of her scent had him opening his eyes. Her unique and heady sweetness was enough to bring him to his knees. It was a damned good thing he was already sitting. Another rush of scent hit him when she sat down and heaved a tired sigh.
“Have I thanked you two yet for saving my life?” She smiled down into her plate. “If not, thank you very much for happening by. I’m sure I would be dead if not for you.”
She would have been, but he didn’t agree with her. The last thing she needed right now was for anyone to confirm her fears. The wilds of Alaska was a frightening enough place without Angus and him helping things along.
“You would have found a way to survive.” He hoped she would have. To find the one woman whose scent stirred their senses, mauled to death, would have been the last straw. It might even have driven them both over the edge.
Liam could see them tearing every polar bear in the region to shreds in search of the one that killed their mate. As much as he hated to admit it, now that they had met Kaitlin, she was the one person in this world that could keep them from losing their minds. That they had been so close to doing so was frightening.
Kat tucked her hair behind her ear with a smile and cupped her coffee with both hands. She shook her head. “I wish I had as much confidence in me as you two seem to have.”
“Confidence in oneself is not difficult to cultivate.”
“It wouldn’t matter. I’m not that brave.”
“It’s not confidence in your bravery that we hae, lass. It’s knowing that ye hae spunk. A woman without spunk wouldn’t hae climbed that tree in the first place. That’s what bought ye the time ye needed.” Liam reached across the table and brushed her arm. “If ye hadn’t climbed that tree, ye might not hae lasted long enough tae scream and get our attention. Gunshots in the woods means little tae us. However, a woman’s screams, are something else entirely.”
“I’m not sure how much spunk I have either.”
“Ye had enough tae get yourself up in that tree.” They never saw her in the tree, but she didn’t know that. Her scent had been all over the thing, though. A human male couldn’t have gotten to her fast enough if they were far enough away to miss that bit. “A woman without your spunk would hae stood there, paralyzed with fear.” He shook his head. “Not Kat Robertson. Kat is a woman that makes things happen.”
Kaitlin laughed out loud. “Yeah, right.”
It didn’t matter that she didn’t believe him. All that mattered was that he managed to get her mind off her fears. They needed her to believe she would have survived no matter what. Kat needed to think that she could stand her own with polar bears. After all, she’d be doing that for the rest of her life, if he had anything to say about it.
Chapter Seven
Kaitlin stayed in the kitchen as long as she thought she dared. After the men finished eating, they insisted she let them help, but she refused. She needed to put at least a little distance between them. She couldn’t think and could barely breathe when they were so close.