thing we got going on. It's not happening." I smiled as she shook her head.
"Not in a million years, Ethan Lewis. The places that dick has been." She grimaced, and I chuckled loudly.
"I love you too." I picked up the menu. "Where's the old man?"
"Right here, kiddo." Frank dropped down in the seat beside Deza. "Great job on that last film. The world is buzzing about you this morning."
"I think that's more to do with you guys doing open auditions and less to do with my acting skills." I gave him a knowing look.
"You told him?" Frank glanced over at Deza.
"He's like one of my kids, Frank. The one I care about most." She shrugged. "I told him."
"Parents don't pick favorites." Frank picked up his menu. "I'll explain it all to you."
"I don't need you to." I shrugged, much more calm than I had been in weeks. My release that morning was exactly what the doctor ordered. I didn't need a woman in my life, not even the sexy little librarian-looking one that had my balls tightening. "I figure you guys know what you're doing."
"Good. Finally." Frank looked up at the waitress and ordered. She glanced at me next, but I nodded to Deza.
"Ladies first." I winked at her as she gave me a smile.
After ordering, Frank cleared his throat. "Deza told you that we were only bringing in ten women?"
"Yes, she did. Again, I'm fine with it." I picked up the cup of coffee the waitress put in front of me and blew on it carefully.
"Did you tell him the rest of the story?" Frank's lip lifted in a smirk behind his furry white mustache.
"Nope. I decided if someone was telling him that part, it was you. I'm around him too much. I'll end up with a knife in my back." She glanced down at her juice, and wouldn't look at me.
Great. I finally agree to go with one of their stupid-ass ideas, and it's going to blow up in my face.
"What?" I turned my attention to Frank, letting my mood sour a little.
"So we were trying to bring loads of interest to this new film, and we have. We've already pre-sold all sorts of tickets to this thing."
"How? It comes out in ten months, Frank." I took a sip of my coffee.
"Just some marketing tools we're using, but by the time we're done, it's going to double the revenue you made on this last film. If you can just hang in there with us on some of the shit the marketing guys are cooking up, then in the end, you're going to be a very happy, rich, young man."
"I'm already most of those things." I took another sip. "Spill the shit. Stop dancing around and tell me what's going on."
"We're bringing in ten women to try out for the part across from you as female lead in Down Low ."
"I know that part. What else?" I lifted my eyebrow, not liking how long it was taking everyone to give me full disclosure. "Get to it."
"Right, so the scene that you'll be running with them in the live audition is going to be a love scene." He cringed, and he should have. As much as I like fucking women, the love scenes in my movies were my least favorite part.
It felt cheap and gross to show fake passion on the big screen. All the women watching thought I actually felt the way I portrayed toward my co-star, hell, most of the women playing across from me thought I was in love with them.
It was acting. It's what I did.
"No." I shrugged and glanced up at the waitress as she gave me a shy smile.
"I'm sorry to ask this, but can you please autograph something for me? My friends are never going to believe I got to wait on you." She bit her lip and gave me a hopeful look. I usually ate in the back room and they had one older woman that waited on me. We were taking a chance today, but it didn't seem like it was going to turn out too terribly bad. An autograph I could handle. Being pawed at? No.
"Sure." I took the paper and glanced back up at her. "Who do I make the note out to?"
"Tammy. Thank you so much, Mr. Lewis. I think it's just so incredibly cool that you wanted to have open auditions. My cousin is trying out for the part in the new movie. It