Already Perfect

At that moment, Naomi didn't know what to do. Her heart hammered in her chest as she turned toward the door, hoping to leave before things got even more uncomfortable. "Please don't," she spoke hurriedly, almost pleading with herself as much as with him. Just as his hand brushed against the doorknob, it finally stopped turning, and she sighed in relief, grateful to avoid any confrontation. That was close, she thought, taking a shaky breath. She needed to get ready before he thought something had happened to her.