He cracked the window, letting in the crisp spring air. It was too dark to see where specifically he was looking, but he had turned to face you. One hand remained on the steering wheel, the other over the back of the seat.
He offered, "Wanna get in the back?"
"Sure," you said, dropping your purse on the floor, and opened your door.
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I fisted the front of his hoodie and yanked him out the door, no doubt giving him the surprise of his life. Just as his feet hit the ground I slammed him back into the side of the car...hard. I didn't give it my all - I wanted to shake him up, not kill the fucker. His hands instinctively shielded his face, as I drew my arm back, fist clenched and ready to rearrange his face a little. He squirmed and tried his best to wriggle out of my hold. Just as I honed in on his face, being the target of my first punch, the hoodie feel back slightly and a wave of brown hair spilled out and large brown eyes met mine. It was a girl.