He climbed over the seat and was able to hold her down with one arm. He pulled her close and she was terrified he was frighteningly handsome with a square jaw haunting green eyes and several days' growth of facial hair. He looked as if he could easily be agitated with his dirty blonde hair with a touch of red highlights woven throughout.
She thought a confrontation was a bad idea without much exertion the stranger grabbed a hold of her with his other hand and clenched her body close to his. He could feel the quickness of her heartbeat and she could feel the constraint of his muscles as he kept her bound close to him. He whispered an apology "I am sorry about this Jessica" following the apology by a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Before Jessica had time to think, her blood began to boil and with all the strength, she could muster, she struck a mighty blow to his face with her free hand. The color drained from his face and he stared at her and exclaimed,
"I'm not going to put up with that no matter how gorgeous you are!" She could tell that he had not anticipated that she would strike back and had no idea the strength she had. She counted herself a victor.