She rolled over and looked at the man lying in bed next to her and suddenly knew that she had made a hideous, horrible mistake. It was only the most recent in a long line, and she wondered when she would learn. She slowly eased away from her latest drunken escapade and wrapped a blanket around her hips and tiptoed towards the door. Izzie looked down the hall and made a quick walk of shame to the downstairs bathroom. She jumped into the shower and made sure the water was on the hottest setting. She sincerely wished that she could wash last night away with soap and water. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against the wall, and winced. It was always the tequila, blame it on 17 straight shots and being turned down by evil spawn. Above her head, she could hear footsteps bedroom doors opening, which spurred her to action. She quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a yellow pullover sweater and headed for the front door.
The surgical floor was quiet when she arrived and she immediately headed for the residents' lounge. She sat down on the bench and began talking to herself once she was content that she was alone. Izzie verbalized how she was feeling and that was pretty much like a dirty, dirty mistress. If she thought about the situation with George which was a response to being rejected by Alex, which was a reaction to wanting to feel alive after losing Denny. I guess it just means that I wanted to feel alive for a few minutes but I totally jumped Bambi and I am so going to hell for this one. Izzie pulled her hair back into a pony tail and looked up with a horrified look. He looked down at Dr. Model with an amused sarcastic grin and she closed her eyes in humiliation.
She was unsure how long Mark had been standing in the doorway and how much he had heard. He watched her and didn't say anything. He was evaluating everything he thought he knew about Izzie Stevens, she had completely changed his perception of who and what she was. He casually stepped in the room and walked closer to where Izzie was sitting, still not saying a word to the blonde resident. He watched the color bloom in her cheeks and he thought it was charming. She stubbornly refused to look at him and asked him to leave as he was not a resident. Mark rolled his eyes and listened to Izzie explain to him that he needed to leave because she needed space from anything with testosterone.
Mark had always thought that Izzie was gorgeous but she had always been with someone or he had been chasing Addison or Derek or talking to Meredith about joining the Dirty Mistress' Club. He grinned and strolled over to where Izzie was sitting and knelt close to her. He whispered in her ear that she could join the club and they could have a one on one meeting. Izzie quickly turned and looked at Mark unsure if he was kidding or flirting or just being a manwhore. She was just unaware she had said it out loud.
Mark was looking at Izzie and thinking about Addison. He smiled just a bit and remembered Derrek saying that the best way to get over someone was to get under someone else. He slid his hands up to her waist and turned her quickly so that she was off balance.
Izzie asked the man whore what he thought he was doing, Mark replied that he was going to engage in some recreational therapy with the hot blonde down the hall. He further explained that it sounded like the hot blonde needed to be reminded that she was alive and a screaming orgasm was a perfect way to do that, but he would settle for a kiss with tongue. He waited for her to say no but the hot blonde appeared to be floundering, so he leaned in and plunged. His lips met hers and his tongue wrapped around hers. Izzy closed her eyes and clutched Mark's shoulders. He slid his hands to the middle of her back and pulled her forward so that her legs were splayed open and she was almost sitting on his lap. He kissed her again and pulled her long blonde hair loose of its rubber band. Mark slid his hands through her hair and used it to pull her in closer for another open mouth, deep kiss.
A scuffing sound at the door startled Izzy and she attempted to pull away from Mark. Mark was not inclined to let his blonde handful go anywhere. George and Callie were standing in the doorway. George wore a shocked expression and Callie looked desperately hopeful. Callie grabbed George's hand and quickly pulled him away without saying a word. Mark turned and pinned Izzy with a look. She looked absolutely furious.
Izzie pushed Mark but hadn't realized that his hands were still gripping her hips and she tumbled to the floor with him. He quickly rolled so that she was under him and he smirked down at her.
" You seem really mad about a simple kiss and being seen doing it, and you know what is even more interesting I wouldn't think that Dr. Model could kiss like that. It makes me wonder what else we can do together. "
"Just because you have been with every nurse on this floor it dosen't mean that you are getting into these scrubs".
" Who said I wanted to Dr. Model? Maybe you should wait until you are asked and maybe you should dry off before you start rounding on those innocent patients." he grinned and strolled to the door. He didn't even look back. It didn't show from his expression, but his encounter with Izzy Stevens had definitely shocked him. He had just decided that the blonde intern would help get a certain evil redhead out of his system.
Izzie Stevens you are in for it now.Mark Sloan was dnagerous, he could make her forget her very recent vow to focus on work and no more boys. And that was such a bad thing. She changed into her scrubs and reminded herself that she was to focus on her patients and figuring out her specialty. That was kind of hard to do if she was dreaming over Mark Sloane and thinking about pulling him into a -- she shook her head and firmly told herself that doing attendings were such a no.