For a long time, Nico had assumed he himself did not have a heart. He was the son of Hades, after all. Love didn’t find people like him. But then came … Will.
He remembered Apollo, smiling and tanned and completely cool in his shades.
Thalia had said, He’s hot.
He’ s the sun god, Percy replied.
That’ s not what I meant.
Why was Nico thinking about that now? The random memory irritated him, made him feel jittery.
—¿Puedo abrazarte? ¿Te parece bien?
A Nico le ardieron las mejillas de vergüenza. No le gustaba que
Will lo viese tan vulnerable, pero asintió con la cabeza porque tenía
que vencer su orgullo. Will lo atrajo hacia él, y Nico lloró en silencio
contra el pecho de su novio.