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“I’ll see ya around.” He takes a step backwards and then another, looking handsome and too dang flirty for his own good. “Ya think?” I grin, trapping my lower lip between my teeth. He shrugs, taking another backwards step. “I do. We’re timeless.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Epoch

“I love you.” I let my emotions out. It’s true. I love him. Not like a lover. Not like a best friend—I don’t remember us that way. Not like a father. It’s hard to describe. I simply love him like Nate. And maybe the best way to describe it is to say that I love him like a piece of myself.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Epoch

“Epoch …” I grin. “I definitely think this is epoch. But I also think it could be transcendent … and that would be e-p-i-c.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Epoch

“I don’t need you to love me back … in this lifetime.” He smiles. My eyes fill with tears. How can one sentence be so beautiful and so forlorn at the same time? I don’t need you to love me back … in this lifetime. Nate Hunt deserves to be loved back in every lifetime—especially this one.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Epoch