I Have One of My Own

By Kate (MMO) for Kate Manoso

A/N Cal and the boys belong to Janet E, and not really to me unfortunately. Katie Manoso is a creation of ffnet. Hope you enjoy it Babe. Thanks for your help!!

Katie Manoso was a striking woman. She had poise and long legs to match her long wavy hair. Despite the passage of time her Cuban heritage was kind to her. She had flawless mocha skin, and her hair still dark hung low cascading down her back like a black water flow.

Cal had been fascinated by her from the moment he'd started working for Ranger Manoso. Ranger's mother was a beauty to behold and he wouldn't have minded having an opportunity to hold her. Like all Latino woman she had an intricate sexuality. Not blatant but the very way she moved was sensuous and tempting, without even trying to be.

Today she was on the floor, and Cal was glad he'd just change over from night shifts. It was highly unusual to see her. Perhaps two or three times in the past six years but she captured Cal's attention and he spent many nights fantasizing about her sweet curves. The other guys liked perky and blonde or the look of Bomber on distraction duty but Cal liked Katie. Every woman he met he compared with her.

The seductive tones of her voice, the melody of her laugh, the grace of her walk and the sparkle in her smile. How she had raised such a withdrawn and quiet child no one could ever know. She was the epitome of woman.

"Let me carry those downstairs for you," he offered, timing his passing by her to perfection as Ranger's office door opened.

Long dark lashes and pools of endless black eyes focused on him and his heart did stutter. He was captivated and could hardly look away.

"Thank you Cal. That would be very gentlemanly of you." He found it hard to swallow or move his feet from the spot, which made Katie brush against him as she stepped around him towards the lift.

"It's my pleasure Mrs Manoso," he said as he followed her, watching the muscles in her lower legs work as she moved in front of him. The gentle swing of her hips counter balanced by the swing of her hair.

As the lift doors closed, she turned to him, "Please, it's Katie. I feel like a wrinkly mom when you call me Mrs Manoso."

"If I might be so bold, there is nothing wrinkly or mom about the way you look and I'm pretty certain about guessing the way you feel either." He blushed at his own forwardness, but it brought a genuine smile to Katie's lips.

"You are good for my soul, Cal." Cal couldn't believe his luck, seeing her today, speaking to her, and standing in proximity that he detected the faint scent of her perfume and her shampoo. He would have liked to inhale deeply and draw it in but was afraid to look obvious or embarrass himself again.

The elevator came to rest and the doors slid open. Katie's car was parked on the far side of the garage. A low dark blue Mercedes two door coupe. "Tell me about your tattoo," she invited. "I've always been fascinated by them. They can enhance a body like a perfect cut diamond enhances a ring. Don't you think?"

"I've got a couple, but the flaming skull is the most difficult to hide," he shrugged and said. "I may have been a little drunk at the time."

Katie raised her head and laughter rolled through the cavernous garage. "It certainly would be difficult to hide, as it's in the centre of your forehead." Her nose scrunched and her eyes glimmered like that of a small child thoroughly enjoying what was said. Her incredible beauty struck him aagin. "I have one of my own. Did you know?"

Holy shit, thought Cal, it feels like she's flirting with me. "You do? Well that must be quite the story to tell, perhaps over dinner?" he suggested. Was he fucken stupid? If he'd read this wrong he was going to have to move to another country rather than risk seeing her again.

Her eyes darkened and her tongue played across her lips, "Cal, did you just ask me out?" Her tone didn't indicate shock or displeasure, rather a little caution.

"Yes, Katie. I believe I did." He answered simply, his eyes never leaving her. That gentle smile played again on her lips.

"Shall we meet at eight?" Cal had to stop himself from doing a happy dance and instead grinned.

"It's a date. Do you enjoy Teppen-yaki?"

"Very much, but don't let me drink too much sake or I may flirt with you terribly." It was like giving intelligence to the enemy.

"Sake it is then. I'll meet you at eight."

Katie turned away from the trunk where Cal had been stowing her boxes and things and slid behind the wheel. "I'm looking forward to it Cal." She pulled the door closed, the engine purred and away she drove.

Cal danced on the spot, and was still waving his arms in the air and grinning like a crazy man when his cell phone rang.

"Whatever that's about, make the most of it. If the boss finds out, you are so dead, dude!" Cal slammed the phone shut and flipped the bird at the camera Lester was monitoring.

This was his dream come true!!!