Playing Dirty by G. A. Hauser

Author:G. A. Hauser [Hauser, G. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Gay, Contemporary, MM
ISBN: 9781449592967
Google: -WO9RwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1449592961
Barnesnoble: 1449592961
Goodreads: 6677954
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Published: 2010-04-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Carl gave his audition tape to an assistant as he waited for his turn to read from the script. Oddly enough, he wasn’t nervous. Having the best show on cable TV to fall back on was quite a cushion. Every year they would renegotiate his contract and more money would roll in. Carl wasn’t what he considered a materialistic man. He was frugal from years on a tight budget, including while living with his family back in Seattle. If he didn’t get this movie role, there’d always be another.

The script wasn’t one of the best he had read, and the computer graphics that were filling the big screens recently put him off.

“Mr. Bronson?”

He woke out of his daydream. “Yes?”

“Just a quick test for the camera.”

“My pleasure.” Carl moved to a masking tape X marked in

front of a large camera lens.

“In your own time.”

Carl nodded, looking down at the script with his lines

highlighted. “You say it’s a matter of time until the world is destroyed, Brad, but we should be able to do something.” The more he read, the worse he thought the script was. What crap. You have to be kidding me.

“We could use the ion blasters to destroy the satellites, but that still wouldn’t stop Zorcon from blowing up the world.”

After a few more pathetic lines, he lowered the paperwork and looked up.

“Tell us about yourself.” The man’s voice was deep and serious.

“I love pina coladas and walks in the rain,” Carl teased.

A low laugh erupted from the small group watching him.

“How do you like your role on Forever Young?”

Here comes the fishing expedition. Carl glanced beyond the camera at the man who had asked the question. Mr. Casting Director. “I love it. What’s not to love about a number one rated show?”

“Are you similar to your character Troy Wright?”

Here we go! Carl’s smile faded. “In what way?”

“In any way.”

“Yeah, we both drink coffee.” Carl crossed his arms over his chest. What’s the fucking use? He didn’t even like the stupid script.

“Thank you, Mr. Bronson. We’ll be in touch.”

Keith reclined on the sofa, the latest episode in his hand hovering over his face as he committed the lines to memory. “More hot sex, Ms. Deavers? My oh my…won’t the censors finally shut you down?”

The phone rang. Keith hoped it was Carl. When he realized it was his mobile phone, he tossed the script down and answered it. “Hello, Mom.”

“Keith, why are you keeping your home address and phone number a secret from me?’

“Got a pen?” he sighed.

“Yes.”

Keith gave her the information. “Okay?”

“Thank you. So. How are you and Jade Winslow doing?”

Keith groaned and fell back onto the couch, splayed out on his back, staring at the ceiling. “Ma…”

“She’s very pretty.”

“What did you want?”

“I wanted to talk to you. Does a mother need a reason to call her son?”

Keith didn’t answer.

“I wondered if you and Jade would be interested in coming by for dinner sometime this weekend. Nadine, Harry, and the kids will be here and Nadine wants to see you.

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