I'd rather steal your heart
I exclaimed, distressed; he would have simply stated that he would miss me rather than ride the merry-go-round.
"I would miss your company as well," I said, emphasizing the importance of using better terms than "creating impressions," and then exiting the car.
From behind, I could hear him burst out in peals of dry laughter; despite his warm and generous personality, he had a distinct, throaty, and hearty laugh.
My chin lifted, and my back straightened as I walked up the flight of stairs, but deep down I was so terrified that my heartbeat could be heard across the room, and my hands quivered as I inserted my key into the latch cavity.
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