Finn chuckled softly when she whispered that he was sexy. "And you are one very beautiful woman, and I'm pretty sure there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you." He knew he sounded like a devoted minion. But he was being truthful.
He stroked his hand down the horse's flank lightly, before climbing into the carriage with her. His arm slipping around her so that she was comfortable. "You're going to have to be my tour director. I don't know much about Brooklyn."