"What are you going to do if it does get worse?" he asked. "Maybe I'll get myself a seeing-eye gargoyle." Zayne chuckled. "I can be that for you." "Uh, yeah, I feel like you'd grow very bored of that." "I don't think so." His fingers curled around my chin, bringing my gaze back to his. Air hitched in my throat. "I don't think...there's ever a boring second around you."