This kid may not know when to quit, but he sure is a lot of fun.

“Eros ex Machina”

By Joseph Manno

“You know, they say you can invent anything.”

Sera MacLeod arched a brow, but spared him not a glance.

“‘They’ are exaggerating.”

Brett King smiled.

“Kidding aside for a moment, though, Sera… would it be possible to make someone love me—in theory?”

The words “in theory” had always held a fascination for her, and he knew it.

“Hmm. Moral strictures aside, one could certainly combine bio-chemical triggers and neurotransmitters into what would function, for all intents and purposes, as a ‘love potion.’”

“Cool. Say you mixed up a batch for me.

“Would it work on you?”

Sera just grinned.