Winnie’s fingers fly over the deck as she expertly shuffles the cards. The room is suddenly silent, and all eyes are on her hands. Jaws have dropped around the table, and Chevy’s is the lowest of all. She’s not doing a standard shuffle, but something I’ve never seen before. It’s the kind of thing reserved for Vegas dealers or movies about poker. The snap and shh of the cards and the deft movements of her hands are hypnotizing. Why is this so sexy? It shouldn’t be, but her strong yet delicate hands are fascinating to watch. Beautiful. Once again, Winchester Boyd has managed to shock me.
