Three to Ride Quotes

“Max felt his eye twitching. He knew he should be yelling, but his limbs wouldn’t move. This was what it felt like to be paralyzed with rage. Yes, he was going to do it. He was going to finally go utterly psychotic and prove the whole town right. He was going to walk over to those arrogant assholes and take the first one apart. Then he’d beat the other one to death with his dead brother’s leg. He looked to his own brother. Rye would save him from his towering rage. Rye would have calming words. Rye would talk him down.
Rye’s face was red as he pointed at the young cowboys. “You, kill now, Max.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Those big green eyes were even bigger than usual as she stared at the two of them. For a moment, she looked like a kid who’d found the last cupcake on the planet.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Yes, he was going to do it. He was going to finally go utterly psychotic and prove the whole town right. He was going to walk over to those arrogant assholes and take the first one apart. He would break a bunch of bones and listen for the screams of his prey. Then he’d beat the other one to death with his dead brother’s leg. It was a good plan. Sound. Logical.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“No woman had ever tried to brutally murder a man with a bouquet of flowers unless he’d seriously screwed up. He dusted the rose petals off his shirt and out of his hair. He picked up his hat off the ground and held it in his hand. He would be polite this time. He would follow the rules of courtesy. Should he get more flowers? Maybe not. She was dangerous with flowers. Nope. He was going to have to use words this time.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“You will treat me like a lady, Maxwell Harper. You will politely ask me questions, and you will not accuse me of anything again unless you’re damn sure I’ve done something to deserve it. You will not walk into my place of business and tell the town I’m some sort of harlot. Is that understood?” Max looked up at her. There were rose petals and greenery in his hair. He looked like he wanted to argue, but he swallowed twice and replied simply, “Yes, baby.” There was a surprised burst of laughter, and Rachel turned to see the sheriff standing there. He quickly stopped laughing when she turned on him. “Do you want some of this, too?” She held the sad flowers out threateningly. “No, ma’am,” he said, his face going somber.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Do you like to ride, Rachel?”
Oh, boy, did she like to ride. Not horses, of course, but she definitely wouldn’t mind a cowboy. She missed riding. It had been a long time, and part of her thought she might never ride again.
"Sure,” was all she managed because her brain was thinking about what it would feel like to ride Max Harper.
Max smiled up at her, a wide grin that made his eyes sparkle. He looked more approachable when he smiled like that. “That’s great. What kind of horse did you train on?”
“Oh, I’ve never ridden a horse,” she blurted out without thinking.
Max’s smile turned distinctly seductive. “Then what type of riding were we talking about, darlin’?”
― Lexi Blake, Three to Ride

“She had more than her life to fight for. She was fighting for a future. “I’m ready.” She squeezed their hands. Rye pulled her close. “I love you. He’ll have to kill me to get to you.” “And while he’s killing Rye, we’ll run, Rach,” Max promised with a glimmer in his eye.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Three thousand,” Rye shouted. He looked at the younger men. “Three thousand and I let you live. You go a single dollar over, and all bets are off. I will let him off the leash and you will not like how your evening ends.” Max took up the topic. His voice was low, so Rachel couldn’t hear him. “It won’t be a fair fight, boys. You try taking our woman, and you better watch your back the rest of your damn lives. You understand me?”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Her big green eyes were watching him and asking what she was worth. Did she have to be worth so much damn money? He couldn’t help it. He believed in bargain shopping and she obviously wasn’t accepting coupons tonight. “Fine.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Rye’s face was red as he pointed at the young cowboys. “You, kill now, Max.” Fucking A. If Rye thought it was a good idea, he was off the leash. Max started stalking toward the idiots trying to buy his woman for the evening. It would be their last evening on Earth. He would send them out with pain and horror and the sad acts of eating their own testicles.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Rachel stared down at the twenty. His bill had been $4.98. She turned to Stella, her mouth hanging slightly open. “Did I just…?” She couldn’t quite bring herself to say it. Stella didn’t have the same problem. “I think you just got paid for sleeping with Max. Next time, hold out for more, hon. This town will likely pay through the nose to keep Max from exploding.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“Rachel picked up the twenty. “I’ll get your change.” He shook his head. “None needed, Miss Rachel. You keep Max happy, and there’s more where that came from. You’ll have a whole town worshipping the ground you walk on if Max Harper is even twenty percent less of an asshole.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“That man is only gentle with horses. If you don’t have a long tail attached to your ass, he’ll tear you apart when you cross him.”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride

“The people he arrested typically smelled like farts and deep, gut-wrenching bad life choices,”
― Sophie Oak, Three to Ride