Making Them Happy [The Men of Space Station One #9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe

grinned when she laughed.
    “Ready to go, Jeff?” he asked.
    “Let’s get going. I’m anxious to get it finished.” Jeff added his plate to the dishes in the sink and headed toward the door.
    “Be careful out there you two. I’ll try the air horn around lunchtime.” Beverly followed them to the door and smiled when they both kissed her before walking outside.
    Caleb watched as she closed the door behind them before stepping off the porch. The tools were in the supply shed as was the fencing material. He and Jeff each grabbed what they needed and carried a roll of fencing between them. Then they returned and grabbed a gate. They planned to have one gate at the back of the yard and one by the side of the house. They were putting up a six-foot fence, but he worried it wasn’t tall enough based on the creatures they had seen already.
    While they worked together pulling the fencing tight and securing it to the posts, Caleb thought about what else needed to be done before they officially started to work. They needed to make sure the small barn that would house three horses was ready and then get them from their partner ranch back east of them. Then there were the dreaded chickens that they were supposed to raise as well. He hated dealing with chickens, but they were necessary.
    “What are you thinking about?” Jeff asked.
    Caleb chuckled. “Thinking about all the things we’ve still got to get done before next week.”
    “Seems like an awful lot. I agree. We may need to postpone the chickens ’til next weekend or even the weekend after that.”
    “You thought about them, too?”
    Jeff shook his head. “I don’t like dealing with them, but we need them for the meat and the eggs. They’re messy things.”
    “I’m just glad we thought about including the damn chicken coop in the fenced in area. I don’t ever want Bev outside the fence without us. It’s too dangerous.”
    “I agree,” Jeff said. “Another thing we’ve got to do is comb the fenced in area for any of those dangerous plants listed in those pamphlets.”
    “Crap! I forgot about that. You’re right.” Caleb sighed and tightened the puller to stretch the fencing while Jeff secured it to the post.
    They worked in silence for a while, each of them lost in thought. Caleb kept thinking about how Bev had looked that morning all sweaty. Then he thought about how she’d been anxious about having anal sex the night before. If it was something she absolutely couldn’t handle, they would work around it, but it was more than that. She had been nervous around them from the beginning. He kept going back to when they had been on their way out to the house that first day. Had he screwed everything up between them by yelling at her in the buggy?
    He wanted her to not just trust him, but like him as well. He wanted her to eventually love him, them. He’d never felt uncertain about anything in his life until now. When it came to ranching, he was secure in his knowledge and experience. He considered himself an expert on the subject.
    Women had never worried him either. He’d always been confident in how he interacted with them. He treated them well and made sure they were always satisfied both sexually and emotionally. When many men grumbled and complained that they couldn’t understand the female mind, he had never had trouble deciphering their moods and expectations. Why was he having trouble now when it was so important? What was different about his wife? Not even a week into their new life and already he felt overwhelmed.
    “Jeff?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Do you feel like Bev is uncomfortable around us?”
    Jeff stopped what he was doing and looked at him. “What do you mean?”
    “I feel like she’s shying away from us most of the time. Haven’t you noticed how she seems to avoid touching us or looking at us?” he asked.
    “I guess I haven’t. I’ll pay closer attention from now on. I mean, yeah, she’s obviously shy, but I figured that is to be