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#NEW Standalone:  Unraveled by Mia Kayla

12/4/2017

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The clock flashed ten p.m. on the stand beside me. 
One tequila. Two tequila. Three.
One wiener. Two wiener. Three.
10:01 and all I could think of at that moment was ... six more minutes. Six more minutes until he came inside me, and we were done. Done until the next time. Well, next Saturday night, just like clockwork.
 Darkness surrounded us in our two-bedroom penthouse in the poshest area of downtown Rosendell, Michigan. The only light coming in through the window was from the city skyscrapers outside, the gleam highlighting the movement of his body against mine. 
The sweat of his skin was slick against mine. The scent of sex permeated the air. 
Sex was always the same—missionary style on our 1200-thread count sateen sheets, with him pumping into me. I closed my eyes and tried to let the sensations wash over my body. For once, I wished he'd call me sexy, talk dirty ... do anything to make me feel as though this wasn't a job that I was expected to perform. 
I wanted to feel that connection—like we used to have—and not feel like we’d turned into an old married couple when we were only in our early twenties. Eight years together wasn't a lifetime. Being in a relationship shouldn't seem like a death sentence.
 Sadness engulfed me while we were sharing the most intimate moment between two people. I forced down the loneliness before tears could slip down my cheeks.
I knew sex was coming tonight. After dinner, he’d made me a dirty martini. And it was Saturday. For as long as I could remember, he was the horniest at the end of the work week. Like a gourmet meal at a fancy restaurant, Saturday night seduction started with a martini, then small talk, ending with sex as dessert. I yearned for him to bend me over the couch first and then hand me a martini.
At 10:04, his movements turned erratic. He pumped into me faster. His chest heaved in exhaustion. A thin sheen of sweat covered his brow. My leg was cramping, yet I didn't care because I told myself for the millionth time—trying to convince myself—that he loved me. He still loved me. This was what couples in love did. And we were in love. This was making love.
So, why did I feel nothing? 
My cheek fell to the side, and I stared at the city through our floor-to-ceiling windows because we had stopped looking at each other during sex a long time ago. Stopped talking after sex. Stopped cuddling after sex. Just stopped.
He didn't whisper sweet nothings in my ear that would send a wave of shivers up my neck, nor did he make me feel wanted for anything other than someone to get him off. The lump in the back of my throat became the size of a golf ball, the same way it had yesterday, and the days and months before when I'd thought of how we'd morphed into some fifties sitcom couple. We might as well have two twin beds in our bedroom. 
"I love you," I whispered, all my pent-up emotion pouring out into those three powerful words. 
Because I did. I do. 
I loved him.
He was the only man I'd ever been with. The only man I'd ever known. 
He didn't hear me, caught up in his own moment of getting off, so I said it again, louder this time. "I love you so much." 
"Oh, baby, I love you, too." His words had once meant so much, but the meaning had dwindled over time.
He groaned, then he flipped me over, propping me on top of him. My dark brown hair cascaded over my slender shoulders. He’d said the words I wanted to hear, but I questioned whether he’d meant them. Why did I feel such distance between us even when we were in the same room?
His eyes were clenched shut. I wanted to see the spark of fire in his blue irises. Lock my brown ones with his. Feel the connection between us.
Trying something different, I reached for the ends of his light locks, tugging hard, but he pulled my hands down and moved my hips along his shaft.
I shifted until a sensation rubbed against my sensitive nub. I threw back my head as my hands pressed into his chest and I moved against him, my body beginning to let go.
"Oh, yeah. Baby, you feel so good. Does it feel good?"
"Yes," I sighed. I lifted my head, wishing, wanting, waiting for ecstasy, then finally a sliver of sensation spread down my legs. 
When he gripped my hips tighter and shifted me, that slightest connection to an orgasm disappeared.
 "Wait," I begged as I readjusted myself. The deep-rooted pinch under my belly tingled. Something I hadn't felt in a very long time. "Please." I took his hands in mine and urged him to let me lead the way for once.
And before I knew it, he stilled inside me and a loud moan escaped his mouth.
Done. Jilted. Robbed. 
My body rolled off his. I turned my head, so he couldn't read my face, and the first tear pushed down my cheek.
He discarded the condom in a tissue on the side table then kissed the back of my neck. 
I glanced at the clock.
10:07.
My whole body tensed, and I exhaled, half-frustration and half-relief that it was over. I had a week until we'd do it again.
"That was amazing, baby."
"Yes." Amazing for you.
10:08, just like a clock, he flipped over, conked out, and I stared at the ceiling, feeling empty inside as the thought pushed to the surface ... There has to be more to my life than this.

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MORE ABOUT UNRAVELED 

​I once loved a boy who grew into a man. 
A man that promised me stability, loyalty, and a lifetime of security. I had it all—at least I thought so. Until mere minutes with someone else made me want for more. More than I already had. Forbidden wants that I shouldn’t wish for. 

Cade Ryder was everything my Ivy League pedigree should have stayed away from. Every sane part of my existence screamed for me to keep my distance. 
Distance from where he worked. Distance from him, his body, and his soul-searing eyes. 
But the more I stayed away, the more our lives merged. Now my life—my normal—is unraveled. My heart, my hope, my new future all in the hands of a tall, tatted bartender. 

I planned my forever with the perfect man. But sometimes the heart wants more than stability, more than security, more than what others want for you. One thing’s for sure—destiny can’t be planned.

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Mia Kayla is a New Adult/Contemporary Romance writer who lives in Illinois.

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.

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Meet Hawke Calvin in Torn Between Two by Mia Kayla

1/25/2017

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  #NEW Rockstar vs. Lawyer. Who will win her heart?  
​Find out in a SNEAK PEEK of Torn Between Two by Mia Kayla!  NOW LIVE! 

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And, all of a sudden, it was like a dizzying dream.
My heartbeat sped up, and then in the next second, I was in front of the lead singer of Def Deception. I stood, unblinking, my eyes taking in every detail of him from his chiseled jaw to his sparkling eyes to the scar right above his eyebrow. He tipped his head, sporting a crooked smile. 
A smile so panty-dropping gorgeous that the teenage butterflies in my stomach fainted and then were brought back to life again, causing a frenzy in my belly. All from his crooked smile.
Le sigh…again.
The magazines did not do him justice. He was most definitely more handsome than my calendar that Chloe had gotten me for Christmas. His eyes were the greenest of greens, just like emeralds or as vibrant as a newly manicured lawn.
The bodyguard released my elbow, and I stepped closer, my left yellow Converse hitting his black leather boot.
“Name?”
I heard him clearly, yet it was as though my mouth had been wired shut. I lost all ability to speak, think, or utter my own name. 
Chloe nudged my shoulder. “I’m Chloe, and this is Sam.”
He didn’t tear his eyes from mine as he shook Chloe’s hand first and then reached for my waist where I had to bend down to hear what he had to say. “Is Sam short for Samantha?” His warm breath tickled my skin and caused goose bumps to spread down my neck.
Hawke is touching me. Hawke. Is. Touching. Me.
I pulled back and nodded, still mesmerized by his beauty and trying to keep my cool. I inhaled deeply and coughed because I had, at some point, forgotten to exhale. I guessed breathing normally in his vicinity was not possible.
His fingertips grazed the bare skin at my waist and he pulled me onto his lap. One minute ago, I had been a girl just hoping to see her rock idol, and now, I was straddling him, knees on either side of his waist.
That seemed to break me from my trance, and I pushed at his chest. “Wait.” 
“Relax.” He planted his hands on my hips to keep me still. “Sam, relax.” 
Like that was even possible. I was straddling Hawke Calvin. And there I was again, dazed and confused at the sound of my name falling from his lips. 
“Is there something you wanted, sexy?” His eyes smoldered, and his tone dropped an octave lower.
Me, sexy? Okay, sure. What did I want? 
I gulped. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, like mixed-up computer code.
He licked his lips as his fingertips drew tiny circles on my hips, triggering tingles throughout my body. From the look in his eyes, I knew what he wanted. 
But I couldn’t. We wouldn’t.
I snapped myself back to reality. 
“No…it’s not what you’re thinking.” I shifted forward to get the postcard from my back pocket and froze when I felt his hard length against my inner thigh.
Any sort of reasoning flew out the door. I wasn’t a virgin. I’d been in two long-term, failed relationships, but I didn’t sleep around. One-night flings were not in my vocabulary. Even with a rock star.
Breathe. Just breathe.
Who knew if he was aroused by me? For all I knew, he wore a rock-star boner from the moment he woke up until his head hit the pillow.
“Never mind.” Forget the autograph. I tried to wiggle off, but his hands only tightened against my waist. “Can you let go?” 
“Is that what you really want?” His crooked smirk was enough to melt me again, but I was not that girl. 
“No, I wanted an autograph, but I’m not really comfortable…right now.” Something snapped within me, through all the weed and smoke in the air and the loud music. Yes! Clarity and sanity and virtue had arrived.
He was a gorgeous face and had a beautiful voice, but I was a relationship kind of girl. My stomach dropped at the total letdown in meeting him. I’d had such high expectations. I’d wanted to pick his brain about his music, about his songs and the inspiration behind the lyrics to his tunes. 
But the typical rock star only wanted one thing. Crushing disappointment seeped into my skin.
“What do you want me to autograph?” The glint of the strobe lights caught the green in his eyes. 
Because his voice didn’t have that same sexual intonation as it had a second ago, I pulled the postcard of the band from my back pocket and handed it to him. “This.” 
He tipped his chin toward his bodyguard, and the big guy handed him a pen. It was like they could communicate without actually using words. 
He held the pen in his hand and sucked in his bottom lip. “See, I don’t give anything up without getting something in return.” 
My eyebrows jumped to my hairline. “Right here? Sorry, it’s not happening.” My response shot out quick, steady, automatic. I wasn’t going to have a public exhibition for everyone to see.
“No.” His eyes danced with amusement. “One kiss.” 
My body tensed. I didn’t like being forced into something. Never had. But this was a no-brainer. 
Did I want to kiss one of the biggest rock stars in the world? 
Forbes’s richest entertainer? People’s sexiest man alive? The lead singer of Def Deception? 
I nodded, my heart leaping into my throat, and then before I could say anything, it happened. He leaned forward, his lips meeting mine, and a flame ignited my whole body. His kiss was overwhelming. Warm at first but fire the next. Tingles initiated at our connection, even reaching to the tips of my tiny toes. 
A moan escaped him as the pen slipped from his hand and hit my arm. One hand reached under my shirt to my bare back while the other grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer, flush against him. My pulse raced, and my skin warmed as he groaned and deepened our kiss. 
Sanity had left, and so had clarity. Soon, my panties would be next.
With one flick of his tongue, I opened and breathed him in, his musky cologne with a hint of spice. His tongue intertwined with mine. His hard mouth devoured my softness.
My hands reached for his hair, lying just above his neck. It was soft and silky, and I gently tugged at the strands.
His touch and the scent of him were like drugs lulling me toward nirvana.
When he forcefully moved my body against his erection, my breathing labored, and my body heated. I pulled back, and my heart jumped into my throat. Our eyes locked, both of us a little dazed and a lot breathless.
He leaned in again to meet my lips, but I pressed him back with one hand to his chest. 
Without giving myself another second, I scrambled from his lap, almost losing my footing in the process. He reached for my hand, but I pulled away, biting my lip, the stinging pain snapping me back to the present.
I pressed a hand to my thumping heart as it all became so real. I had just made out with Hawke Calvin, doing the Humpty Dance on his crotch.
And, now, I was leaving with my clothes on and my integrity intact.
Go me.

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MORE About Torn Between Two

​I believe in fairy tales — the kind where a knight in shining armor sweeps me off my feet. Coming from a broken home, fairy tales housed the hope I clung to. Never in my life did I imagine two knights coming into my life— two knights that wore very different armor.
 
A rockstar versus a lawyer.
Fast and furious versus deliberate and calculated.
Intense and passionate versus strong and devoted.
Chaos versus stability.
 
I fell in love with one in the craziness of a concert.
I fell in love with the other in the silence of his compassion.
 
And now I am Torn Between Two.

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Life is made up of choices. 
Single choices like bricks laid out in a path. A path that leads to your future. 

At twenty four years old, I would have never guessed I would be stuck between two men—two men from opposite spectrums of the universe.
Their lives, their worlds, their demeanor is as different as the darkest of nights and the lightest of days.

I love them both, but I have to choose.
There is only one choice I can make.
And I choose forever.



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Mia Kayla is a New Adult/Contemporary Romance writer who lives in Illinois.

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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