"Sounds like exactly what I need," he said, shouldering his bag and slithering his arm around her. He really shouldn't be so trusting of people to just go home with a stranger, and usually he isn't. But he could use the chance to bathe, and a couch was always better than a truck bed or a park bench. Besides, it wasn't as if she had asked him to...some dinner and a night's sleep, and in the morning he could go looking for a motel of something. It would be fine.
The wind was still whipping up leaves into frenzied spirals when they left. He pulled Lexi in tighter against his side and shouldered forward. "You'll have to steer, but I'll provide the brute force. We'll show the weather who's boss, eh?"