"Ha! Remember, you only have three months. Only three months…" Madam Spring reminded.

Standing dazed in the wind, Felix looked troubled. He had already given up hope of finding a way to remove whatever strange substance he had swallowed. After all, Madam Spring was so confident. She knew Gerald. Why would she make a move that wouldn't work?

Back at home, Felix thought over the situation. The only option was to take things one step at a time.

Overthinking would only waste his energy without getting any results. The real issue was that he couldn't talk to Xena directly about it. One slip of the tongue would spoil any chance he had of pursuing her.

What woman would want to be pursued by a man with ulterior motives? Or worse, the pursuit was merely to remove the toxin in his body. It would likely earn him a slap instead.

…

At Canraville Airport at 9:00 am the next day, Jack glanced around the plane he was in.

"Wow! So, this is what a private jet looks like. This is my first time fl