Leo Valdez was sitting outside Bunker 9 to try to cool off. The hot flames that emitted from the machinery inside was starting to make the son of Hephaestus sweat buckets.

Suddenly his warm brown eyes focused on the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. You. The way your hips swayed as you walked from your cabin made his palms even more sweaty.

“Oh my gods..”

The Latino demigod muttered to himself, jaw dropped onto the green grass below his beat up boots.