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That’s why I couldn’t refuse James’s offer to run his restaurant. To live on this farm and be part of the magic I always wanted to live inside.
Madison wants to be part of the Huxley magic
— 9 hours, 50 min ago
Madison wants to be part of the Huxley magic
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Melissa
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“Just that you like your new experiences wrapped in a familiar, comfy old quilt. You know? To keep your sentimental squishy heart warm and safe.”
He makes a wincing noise. “Cool. That sounds sexy.”
I laugh, not at all expecting him to say that. “Is sexy your goal?”
“Of course sexy is the goal. It’s everyone’s goal. If they say it isn’t, they’re lying.”
— 6 hours, 28 min ago
He makes a wincing noise. “Cool. That sounds sexy.”
I laugh, not at all expecting him to say that. “Is sexy your goal?”
“Of course sexy is the goal. It’s everyone’s goal. If they say it isn’t, they’re lying.”
Melissa
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How can I have known James all this time and also not know that he’s a little squishy on the inside? It makes me wonder how many other things I’m missing from the James Huxley essentials.
Madison
He’s squishy. 😆
— 6 hours, 38 min ago
Madison
He’s squishy. 😆
Melissa
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Madison- Decision-making isn’t my strong suit on a good day, but especially when I’m in a creative funk or I’ve just seen James Huxley in a towel.
— 8 hours, 28 min ago
Melissa
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His bathroom door opens, releasing a billow of steam, and James walks out in nothing but a white towel. Water droplets cling to his skin, and his hip bones seem to hold the towel up with passive indifference.
Passive indifference
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— 8 hours, 45 min ago
Passive indifference
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Melissa
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It doesn’t matter how many times I see this place, I’m still mesmerized by this land and the farmhouse positioned at the front of it. It’s paradise.
A large ivory house sits on sprawling green grass—powder-blue sky with happy little Bob Ross clouds dotted across it. Cornfields stretch out from the left of the house, and then behind it, as well as off to the right, are thriving crops and industrial greenhouses
— 13 hours, 17 min ago
A large ivory house sits on sprawling green grass—powder-blue sky with happy little Bob Ross clouds dotted across it. Cornfields stretch out from the left of the house, and then behind it, as well as off to the right, are thriving crops and industrial greenhouses
Melissa
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“I will never hurt you, Fallon. No one will hurt you if I can help it. And if anyone does, they’re dead. Immediately. Throat slit. No bullet in the back of the head like a coward. They will see my face and hear me say your name again and again.”
His words should absolutely terrify me. But they don’t
A fire stirs low in my belly, and electricity buzzes up my spine. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”
— Feb 05, 2026 04:34PM
His words should absolutely terrify me. But they don’t
A fire stirs low in my belly, and electricity buzzes up my spine. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”
Melissa
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What I feel toward Madison is more than want. Want implies lust. Implies something fleeting & satiable. What I feel for Madison might dull with some work, but it’s never going away. It’s a need I have to learn to live with. It’s complicated & covered in bickering nuances. It’s annoying & always there, & most of the time I think she might be the answer to my search for happiness. But I’ll never find out.
— Feb 05, 2026 10:28AM

