friday knights

cato's book ... teaser one; eva & valerie

for all my cato lovers <3 this is angel records.

in which cato becomes like a nanny himself when he's hired
by rising record producer and ceo; the talented and fawned-over eva angels—alongside her lifelong best friend, valerie hart—as her nephew's instrumental music teacher after encountering the instant chemistry of friendship at central park. a bad breakup and feeling lost with no purpose in the big city, everything seemed to have gone downhill for him after college and leaving home. but as things seem to start looking up, cato begins to realize that his talent came with a price and that maybe the nice guy persona he's always carried just wasn't working out anymore. now, he holds the attention of the public eye and its amorous coquette rising stars who want to share him and didn't care if
the whole world knew it.

EVA glared suspiciously at her best friend when she placed another shot in Cato's hand. She walked back over to the connected kitchen from the living room and Eva crossed her arms as Valerie threw back her fourth shot. "Are you trying to get him drunk?" Eva wondered about her intentions. Valerie smirked but barely enough for Eva to notice. "If you mean trying to get information on the bitch that broke his heart then yes, yes I did get him drunk because it's the only way he'll open up." Eva shook her head and glimpsed across the room where Cato was slouched on her couch, fidgeting with the empty shot glass Valerie just handed him.

"He's so sad, it's...sad."

"I bet his dick is huge, the tall lanky ones usually are."

Eva's eyes widened and she whipped her head to the right of her. "Valerie, what the fuck?" She mugged her but Valerie didn't care. She stared at the moping boy and bit down on her fingernail. "You turn into a whore when you have way too much to drink, knock it off." She grabbed the bottle of Rosé and vodka, capping it before grabbing a water bottle from the fridge behind them. "Now come on—and don't try to talk him out of his pants." Valerie pretended to zip her pants despite not wearing any. "My coochie is sealed...for now."

Eva shook her head before heading to the living room. "How you doing there sweetie?" Both women climbed to their knees beside him. Cato sat up and took the water from Eva. He uncapped it and threw his head back, gulping down half of it. Valerie couldn't resist and slid her fingers through the front of his curls. Eva sent her a look but she was too drunk to register. "Are you ready to tell us who's the bitch who has you in your feelings?" Cato capped the water and sighed.

"Nope."

"Afraid we'll go beat her ass?"

"You're terrifying but not as terrifying as she can be Val."

She rolled her eyes and Cato looked at Eva.

"You remind me of her you know," He glanced down at her hand slowly sliding up his arm where she linked them. She knew it was hypocritical of her to scold Valerie for interfering with his vulnerable state but she couldn't help herself either. She had the desire to be this close with him for a while now. It wasn't like she was kissing him. Unless he tempted her to the point where she wouldn't be able to hold back anymore.

"But that's something I shouldn't have said, that was wrong I'm sorry," Eva shook her head. "No, it's okay. At least I know she's great...but not that great." Cato smiled sadly. Valerie ran her fingers through his hair again and that was enough to melt him. His eyes closed and he sighed.