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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are
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Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
577 Mulberry Street, Suite 1520
Macon GA 31201

Branded as Trouble
Copyright © 2009 by Lorelei James
ISBN: 978-1-60504-458-3
Edited by Angela James
Cover by Scott Carpenter

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First Samhain Publishing, Ltd. electronic publication: March 2009

Branded As Trouble



Lorelei James
Dedication
To all the black sheep—everyone deserves a happy ending
Chapter One
In celebration of his first year of sobriety, Colt McKay climbed
on the back of a bull and rode for a full eight seconds.
In celebration of his second year of sobriety, Colt McKay
climbed in an airplane and parachuted out.
In celebration of his third year of sobriety, Colt McKay had
hoped to climb on a woman and end his self-imposed sexual
abstinence of the previous thirty-six months.
He imagined soft candlelight, soft kisses, a woman’s soft skin
and a soft bed beneath him.
At least that part of his fantasy e true. Colt was in bed.
He was even laying face down on a puffy tie-dyed quilt with a
woman beside him. However, he was not basking in the afterglow
of red-hot sex, rather, he was grimacing in pain from the sensation
of a red-hot poker jabbing him in the butt for the millionth time.
“Fuck. That hurts.”
“Almost done. Two more quick stitches and you’ll be good t