Anita walked into the bathroom and caught a glimpse of herself as she hung the coats in the bath.
"Shit," she muttered to herself ans she brushed melting snow out of her hair and vainly attempted to towel-dry it. "I'm going to have crazy hair now. Oh well, no helping it."
She gave her head a quick shake and walked back into the living room, watching tall, dark and handsome make his way around her apartment.