He inclined his head, ran his fingers through his still-damp hair.

I ran my hand through my still-damp hair.

Then she began to comb my still-damp hair.

She ran her fingers through tendrils of still-damp hair.

In fresh clothes, even ones that did not fit him well, with his still-damp hair slicked back from his eyes, Marcus felt a new man.

Freshly showered, her still-damp hair pulled into a ponytail.

She brushed her still-damp hair back to hang straight, and joined Tregare in the bedroom.

Ruth pushed her still-damp hair away from her face.

He shoved a hand through his still-damp hair.

"I wish that were true," he said with a smile, raising one hand to smooth back my still-damp hair.