Lindsey slid the keys back into his pocket, hopping up into the back of the truck. He unrolled a sleeping bag, putting a blanket over top of it. She might not care about the hard truck bed, but he really didn't want a numb ass.
Standing at the end of the truckbed, he offered her a hand. He knew fine well she didn't need his help to get up there, but his momma had raised him right.