As a professional gambler, Ace Donovan has seen it all. The gutter, the penthouse: they've both been home at one point or another. Right now he's on top, he's a winner, and sharks from all over the world are lining up to take him down.

Life is... good.

Then, Ace wins Spade in a high stakes poker game. The enigmatic man calls him 'master' and refuses to be set free. He slips past carefully constructed walls, becoming more perfect, more erotic, with every second. Ace knows he's in over his head. Cards can give and cards can take.

And one good hand is about to change his life forever.

There are a lot of labels attached to fiction. I'm always at a loss as to which tag I should affix to mine. Is it erotica? Romance? Homoerotica? Science Fiction? Paranormal? Fantasy? The list goes on forever.

Even the length of stories takes you into a muddy area. Short. Novellete. Novella. Novel. And every publisher has different definitions of each. At 22,000 words, I don't know how the heck to classify One Good Hand. It's the shortest story I've ever written, so I tend to call it a short. Twisted Shift calls it a novella. Maybe the Library of Congress should issue a standardized list.

Labels aside, One Good Hand was so much fun to write. Intense, as well. It literally kept me up at night. Something about Ace, who is the quintessential card shark, got to me. Here was a gifted young man who had never known true loyalty, even from the ones he's loved. He's learned not to expect it. And suddenly he finds himself the owner of a man whose loyalty is absolute. How is Ace supposed to deal with that?

And then there's Spade, who is sexy and knowing and so mysterious. He'd turn anyone's world upside down. But he's caught off-guard too, because Ace somehow manages to be kind and generous to everyone he meets. A gambler with a moral code all his own. A man who, despite the hardships he's endured, still loves to play. Spade lives by fixed rules, and now he's surrounded by paradox.

Who can ask for more fun than that?

Alright, that's enough rambling. I'm proud of how this story turned out. I hope you check it out.

-- Rowan McBride