Bad Boy Billionaires 3 : The Vegas Shark(49)

Cooper laughed and said, "I'm sure it's nothing earth-shattering." He wasn't big on anything pop culture. He thought movies stars were overpaid buffoons, the Oscars a complete waste of time, and didn't understand why anyone would pay a small fortune to go to the movies when they could wait and rent the same movie for much less money six months later at one of those little red kiosks at the supermarket. It was one of the things about Cooper that bothered Treston sometimes. Treston couldn't imagine going through life with such a dismal, cynical attitude about everything most of the world considered fun.

Treston sat back and braced himself against the cracked cushion.

The TV reporter said, "So this is your first movie in ten years."

Chad flashed a big wide grin at the camera and said, "Yes, I've been very busy working on other aspects of my life." He looked into the camera as if he were going to kiss the lens. He wore a black suit jacket and a white shirt open at the collar. "I believe in giving back and helping others. I've spent a great deal of time working on my favorite charities over the years because that's what life's all about. I love my peeps."




 

 

Treston smiled and almost laughed aloud. The reporter didn't ask what charity Chad supported and Chad didn't offer to name one.

"Tell me a little about your next film, and why you decided to take the part after so many years of not working in the film industry," the reporter said.

"Okey-dokey," Chad said. "Let the shenanigans begin."

This made Treston roll his eyes and smile. He knew Chad was working the reporter. The real Chad Pratt would never have said, "Okey-dokey, or used a corny word like "shenanigans."

Chad smiled even wider. His eyes twinkled and the dimples in his cheeks deepened. "I'm going to be playing Jesus," he said in a humble, soft tone. "I took the awesome part because I think Jesus was the greatest, most coolest figure to ever walk the Earth. He's the main dude, the man I admire the most. And even though I'm just a simple, humble man myself, and I'm not even sure I can do the part justice, I wanted to take it on because it will be the most serious challenge of my career-and my life." This time he almost winked at the camera. For a second, Treston wondered if he'd pull out a strand of rosary beads, genuflect, and start praying.

Cooper laughed. "I read he got paid eight million bucks to do it."

That sounded more like the real Chad.

The TV reporter almost swooned. It looked as if she got a thrill up her leg whenever Chad looked directly into her eyes. "Will you be wearing one of those skimpy little loincloths in the film?"

Chad pretended to be embarrassed. He didn't actually blush, but he looked down and glanced up at the lens in a helpless way. "I'm afraid so. I'll be working hard on my body for a while with a personal trainer. I'm not as young as I used to be."

This time the reporter blushed. "Oh, I don't think you have anything to worry about, Chad." She sounded giddy now, all shits and giggles, as if she had thrills going up both legs.

Treston just sat and gaped at the screen. If he didn't know this was the same Chad Pratt who had been sleeping with his boyfriend's brother, and the same Chad Pratt who had a reputation of dumping men all over the world, he would have thought he was literally watching the reincarnation of Jesus himself on TV that evening. The man deserved an Oscar nod just for that TV interview alone.

God bless Hollywood once again. They finally found the one man in the world who was the least like Jesus to play Jesus in a movie.

The reporter smiled and said, "Well, all your fans are thrilled to hear you're working on a film again. And this one sounds so exciting."

Chad shrugged and sent her a bashful smile. Then he looked into the camera one last time and said, "You know, that's what it's all about for me. Making people happy. I love each and every one of my fans and all I want to do is please them." 

The reporter mentioned something about Chad's new charity for animal rescue and how he'd saved a basket full of "fluffy white" kittens, and then she talked about all this "shenanigans." She actually said, "Weee!" This made Treston wonder about whether the TV viewers really bought all this fake promotional crap-or anything Chad had said during the interview. She finally thanked Chad for the quick interview and they cut to a commercial. Cooper turned the TV off and stretched his long hairy legs. Another thing about Tuesday night Treston had learned to expect was sex. And not just any old sex. Cooper liked kinky sex on Tuesday nights and it usually meant Treston was going to get spanked.

While Treston was still thinking about Chad's fake interview and trying to picture him as Jesus, Cooper stood up and said, "I thought we'd try something a little different tonight."