“About the fact that I’m immortal and you’re not,” I explained, grinning when his brows inched up. “But I’m going to fix that.”

His mouth moved wordlessly for a moment. “How . . . how are you going to fix that?”

I grinned at him. “I know Apollo can do that—make you immortal. He made Alex and Aiden immortal, so it’s totally possible.”

“Yeah,” he said slowly. “It’s possible, but that was different for them. Apollo isn’t going to make me immortal.”

Undaunted, I continued. “Oh, he will. And he’ll also make sure that deal you made with Hades is null and void if he wants me to help take down the Titans.”

Shock splashed across Seth’s face. “What?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while. They want me to help them. They need me, actually.” Feeling pretty smug, I moved to kiss him again, but Seth pulled back. He rose. I frowned. “What?”

He stared down at me like I’d sprouted a boob out of the middle of my forehead. “You’re going to try to negotiate with the gods?”

“Well, with my father—”

“Who is a god, Josie. You cannot negotiate with them, not even Apollo. They will turn every deal and flip it back on you,” he said. “I’ve seen them do it, and your father is no different.”

That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear, but I wasn’t surprised. “If they want me to stop the Titans, they will do this for me.”

“You’re insane,” he whispered, backing up.

“Geez. You’re welcome.” I pushed a loose strand of my hair back. “Look, I’m going to do something. There is no way I’m going to allow them to continue using you and then take over your afterlife. Nope. Not going to happen. So just accept it and move on, because I’m hungry.”

Seth gaped at me. “I am not worth that kind of risk, Josie.”

Anger flashed through me. “Would you please stop saying that? I hate it when you say that.”

“Why?” Frustration filled the air. “Because it’s true. Is that why?”

“It is not true, Seth.”

He laughed harshly. “You have no idea, Joe. That’s the problem. It isn’t your fault, but you have no idea.”

“Well, that’s not insulting or anything.”

“I don’t mean it to be, but it’s the truth. You’re willing to put yourself in a very precarious position when you don’t know what I’m capable of, but I do, Josie. I know exactly what I’m capable of.”

I forced myself to take a nice slow and even breath. “Seth—”