"I guess it's not too hard," he conceded. "I just hope I don't meet a girl who really is as ditzy as you were pretending to be."
"Hey, for all you know I did spend the entire weekend washing my hair," she indignantly.
"Yeah, right," he grinned. "I know for a fact you were working on your renovations."
"Oh really. How would you know that?" she challenged. Her smile faltered for a moment as she considered the possibility that he might have been stalking her. But that was ridiculous, he didn't even know where she lived until last night. Did he?
Steven was oblivious to the thoughts running through her head. "You had flecks of green paint in your hair yesterday," he said simply.
Julia instinctively reached up and touched her hair. "Oh god, really? How embarrassing."
"Don't worry, I don't think anyone else could have seen it," he said.
After they finished lunch they walked back to the office. Julia was pleased to notice the receptionist did a double-take when she saw Steven's new hair cut. Just wait until they see him in his new shirt, she thought proudly.