Rustler Mountain Quotes

“She came the rest of the way down the stairs then, looking rumpled. She was wearing a nightgown that covered her from her throat down to her toes. “Wasn’t I a gentleman all night?” he asked. She blinked. “After all the sex.” He laughed. “Yeah. After the sex. I was a gentleman then.” “You were.” “So don’t stand there clutching your pearls like you’re afraid I’m going to ravish you.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“She was an outlaw. She was going to have what she wanted.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“He reached across the space between them and pulled her into his arms. “I’m going to kiss you,” he said. “Oh?” “Hell yeah. Because I’m an outlaw. We take what we want.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“you’re just like all the other girls, Millie, though you pretended you weren’t. Even to yourself. You still want to ride a bad boy for a night and see where it takes you.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Your family were a bunch of criminals. Just criminals. No honor at all. Outlaws, at least, are supposed to keep the Code of the West. I’m not saying my family didn’t do some despicable things, but they did it to survive.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Be prepared. Always. Because your brain cells went out the motherfucking window when your dick was hard.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Did it make him an outlaw or a hero if he grabbed a condom? He had told her no. And there were so many compelling reasons why it had to be no. But he was already opening the drawer.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“went up to the attic tonight . . . don’t ask. I went up to the attic, and I was looking through some things, and I found a tiny shoebox that I hadn’t seen before. It was wedged between my grandmother’s plates and some old farm implements. Anyway. I’ve only looked at a couple of things, but you need to see this. And we can’t do it in public.” “If this is a booty call, I need you to know, it’s kind of a weird one.” Because he had to ask. Because he had to know. “I promise you it’s not,” she said.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“he was going to learn something from the mistakes of the past. If you didn’t learn from history, you were doomed to repeat it.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“He remembered very clearly the first time he had ever read the original Austin Wilder’s journal. He could remember the outlaw’s description of seeing Katherine for the first time, wearing her prairie dress and standing outside the schoolhouse. He had just assumed that sexual attraction was different back then. Because how the hell could you get excited about seeing a woman whose ankles you couldn’t even catch a glimpse of? He understood it now. How a woman who was such a . . . study in contradiction could tie you up in knots.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Well,” she said. “Thanks for the kiss.” And she had no idea what possessed her. Except that she was furious. Except that she didn’t want him to win. “If I have trouble sleeping tonight and I need to use my vibrator, I know exactly who I’ll be thinking of. Just the lips, though. Not the personality.” On shaking legs, she got into her car, started the engine, and drove away. She refused to look at him in her rearview mirror.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“He should want to corrupt her just by virtue of the fact that he was a wicked outlaw. He should tie her to the railroad tracks. Or to his bed.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Her very first kiss at twenty-four years old.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“She felt like a cat that had run into an electric fence. She was angry, she was embarrassed, and she was outright refusing to show her reaction.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“I’m not sure we want to be glorifying outlaws.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“Outlaws are everywhere,” Austin said.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“There was something dangerous about him right now. Not just in the past. He was angry, but it wasn’t the kind of anger that made her scared he’d hurt her. It was intense. Pitched his voice lower, made his eyes go sharp. She could feel his voice resonate inside her. She could feel the intensity of his gaze. The feeling was more powerful than being touched all over by Michael, and that realization had her wishing she’d worn a string of pearls for the express purpose of clutching them now.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain

“You never exercise your voting rights. Nobody in your family does,” he said. “And rumor has it, you didn’t exercise your right to be a faithful fiancé.”
― Maisey Yates, Rustler Mountain