RELEASE BLITZ Title: Undone Author: Mia Kayla Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: November 10, 2019   BLURB “The way my body reacted to him was undeniable, but the way my heart reacted was unprecedented.” Calculated, clear, and concise. That is how I like my life. As head of Armstrong Realty, I acquire, conquer, and secure deals in the boardroom—and bedroom. No strings attached is how I like my relationships. But then Jordan—Mr. Hollywood A-list actor—shows up. He has more strings than the 1000 thread count sheets I sleep on. We both have reasons we’re unwilling to open up again. And I can’t live through another heartbreak. So I make a decision—a one-and-done to get Jordan out of my system. Casual. Hot. Naked. Simple. But when the clothes come off, beds get broken. And everything changes. Because underneath that California tan and perfect six pack is a heart of gold, a heart I want, a heart I’m falling for…deep, fast, and completely. And suddenly, all my rules become UNDONE. From USA Today Best Selling author Mia Kayla comes a full-length romance novel with all the feels in one book. ✔A-list Hollywood Hottie ✔Sweet, Savvy, Sarcastic heroine ✔Billionaire Brothers ✔Love After Loss  There is no cheating and no cliffhanger. Just a story of love, laughter and happily forever after.  Grab the story today!  GOODREADS LINK: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/46837037-undone ENTER THE GIVEAWAY: https://miakayla.blogspot.com/2019/10/new-release-giveaway.html PURCHASE LINKS – $2.99 for a limited time! US: https://amzn.to/2CsxgcK UK: https://amzn.to/2CsyV29 CA: https://amzn.to/2K7XeXl AU: https://amzn.to/2NV0y9s Free in Kindle Unlimited EXCERPTS #1 “Hey, Christene. Wait up!” I stopped mid-step, and my heart stuttered. That voice. I’d remember that voice anywhere. Thick. Deep. Sexy. It’d been months since I heard him or seen him in person. I’d viewed every movie he’d made, watched every YouTube video of his interviews, and listened in on my sister’s conversations with her boyfriend just to hear what was going on in his life. My pulse ticked up in tempo. Tick. Tick. Tick. Like a bass drumming on the inside of my wrists. I froze, took a deep breath, composed myself, and turned around ever so slowly to find Jordan Ryder—the highest-paid actor in show business, Hollywood’s hotshot, America’s it guy—staring right back at me. He was also Cade’s adopted brother. Yep. My sister’s boyfriend’s brother. He blew out a breath of smoke and then flicked his cigarette to the side. A sizzle of electric energy surged between us, just like that very first day I’d met him months ago. I took a step forward, and as though the world had suddenly tilted on its axis, I lost my footing. In slow motion, as if I were in The Matrix, my legs gave out, and I saw the ground, the gum on the concrete, the cracks in the foundation. One knee hit the concrete before I felt a pair of strong hands reach out to steady me. My hands fell to his hips, and I thanked the heavens above that I hadn’t totally wiped out. I thought I had been saved, saved by an angel. But just when I was about to pull myself up, my other knee gave out, and I face-planted. Not on the ground, but into his crotch. Oh. My. God. When I tried to push myself to a standing position, pain seared through my scalp. Because, like on an episode of America’s Funniest Home Videos, I realized my perfect curls were stuck on his belt buckle. “One second,” Jordan said. Is he laughing? Shit. Shit. Shit. He is. #2 I writhed against the sheets. Warm hands wrapped around my belly, a body spooning me from behind. Spooning … Spooning felt like heaven. Spooning was only for intimate, serious relationships. Spooning only happened in my dreams, in complete unconsciousness. I sighed, but when a man’s long sigh echoed behind my ear, I was instantly wide awake. I flipped around and found a familiar pair of blue eyes staring back at me. Surprise seemed to hit us both at the same time. My eyes went wide, and my mouth dropped open. I tugged the sheet to cover my body as he tugged the same sheet toward himself. “Shit,” I screeched. “Fuck,” he muttered at the same time. He lost the tug-of-war. I yanked the sheet toward me, revealing him almost naked and at full salute with morning wood. He covered his package with both hands while I wrapped the sheet against my body, noting that I still had my bra and underwear on. Thank goodness. All he wore was one sock. His entire upper body was a mural of tattoos. A dragon and Chinese characters made up most of the art on his chest and upper arms. Sexy as hell. “Nothing happened,” I stated. I doubted it had since I was fully clothed, but shit, where the hell is the rest of my clothing? And why did he only have one sock on? My head pounded with a dulling pain, and I rubbed at my temple. It wasn’t like I’d never had a one-night stand before, but I would like to remember if it had been with the Jordan Ryder. With one hand, he gripped the top of his hair, squinting against the light shining through the window. “No, ’cause I’d remember.” He scratched the top of his head, and his eyebrows furrowed. “I do remember bringing you in here, so we would be more comfortable, but I don’t know why I only have a sock on.” I nodded and bit my lower lip, debating my next move. Run? Hide? Escape? All of the above? “Why am I only in my underwear and bra?” I slapped my head as memories of the night filtered through like clips from a movie—playing gin, making drinks, and then, of course … strip poker. Well, considering he had one piece of clothing on—his sock—and I had two, I’d won. “Strip poker,” he confirmed, no doubt reliving the same scenes in his head. I slowed my breaths, though my heart raced, and my pulse thrummed hard on the inside of my wrists. I wasn’t surprised that I was in a hotel room. What shocked the shit out of me was that I had fallen asleep in his room, in his bed, and in his arms. And we hadn’t had sex. Worst of all? We had been freaking spooning. AUTHOR BIO Mia Kayla is a USA Today Bestselling Romance writer who lives in Illinois. She is the wife to the husband of the year, and mommy to three unbelievably cute little girls who have multiplied her grey hairs. In her free time she loves reading romance novels, jamming to boy bands, catching up on celebrity gossip and designing flowers for weddings. Most of the time, she can be caught on the train with her nose in a book sporting a cheeky grin because the main characters finally get their happily-ever-after at the end. She loves reading about happy endings but has more fun writing them. 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