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Merritt and Her Childhood Crush (Oakley Island, #2) Merritt and Her Childhood Crush by Emma St. Clair
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“I read because kicking people is frowned upon.”
Emma St. Clair, Merritt and Her Childhood Crush
“I would rather risk everything for a chance than live another moment without you in my arms.”
Emma St. Clair, Merritt and Her Childhood Crush
“Hunter: Sounds like a winner. You should hang onto that guy. Merritt: Word on the street is he’s a pretty hot commodity. Think I stand a chance? Hunter: Honestly, Mer, you’re the only one who ever really has.”
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“I clear my throat—and my head. “I didn’t notice the name of the restaurant until I looked at the menu. This place is really called The Big Tuna?” “The owner is a fan of Jim Halpert from The Office.” He smiles. “And, you know—it’s seafood, so it makes sense.”
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“Did I expect Hunter to turn our walk to the restaurant into a scene right out of a romance novel? No, no I did not.”
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“I pause at a red light and shuffle through my Taylor albums. My current mood is Folklore. But what I need is 1989,”
Emma St. Clair, Merritt and Her Childhood Crush
“Mer means the sea,” she whispers. “In French, yeah. It does.” I used to tell her that, how she reminded me of the sea—wild and vibrant and beautiful. The sea is also powerful and dangerous. I didn’t know Merritt was those things too. Not until I’d already been carried out by her riptide and drowned.”
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“Isabelle. Hunter named his daughter Isabelle.”
Emma St. Clair, Merritt and Her Childhood Crush
“I’m sorry,” he says. And when his eyes meet mine, his words carry much more weight. Years of it. I drop my gaze, searching for some kind of appropriate answer when I realize something. The kind of something that freezes me in place. Why isn’t Hunter wearing his wedding ring?”
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“Put me down!” Hunter ignores me. I stop just short of pounding on his back because that would make me feel even more childish and out of control. “I’m covered in sweat and sand,” I protest. “The flannel will protect me.” I grin, then bite down on my lip—hard—to stop the smile. There he is—the quiet man with the surprisingly quick humor that makes rare and perfectly timed appearances. Most people never get to see it. Only the few whom Hunter allows to get close to him. Maybe he’s a turtle, too.”
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“Hurt people hurt people,”
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