Thanks for the reviews! I couldn't help but write another chapter, it's refreshing to write light fluffy stuff for a change! Plus waiting for the new episode sucks.

There's also a little swearing and some pretty suggestive content so if you're offended by that, don't read!

Anyways, please enjoy and don't forget to review :)


Meredith watched as her sister hummed to herself while washing the dishes. She was oddly chipper this morning.

"So where did you and Mark go last night?" Meredith said and took a sip of her coffee, although she really wanted to ask how the sex was.

Lexie shrugged. "We went rock climbing. It was fun."

Is that what the kids were calling it these days? "You don't get a spring in your step like that by rock climbing," she chastised.

"What are you trying to say?" Lexie asked, worried her secret might get out. "Mark is with Julia, we're just friends."

"I'm sure," Meredith said and handed her sister the coffee mug to wash. "Just be careful." She had witnessed time and time again the damage those two could do to each other, regardless of...no especially because of their feelings for each other.

"Nothing to be careful of!" Lexie called to her Mer's back as she left to drop Zola off at daycare. The only thing we have to be careful of is not getting caught, Lexie thought and scrubbed the pots from dinner last night.

After putting the last dish away she ran upstairs to get dressed. Her dad called a few days ago asking her out to lunch on her day off. Something seemed off about it but Lexie agreed regardless. Meals with her dad were always enjoyable.

When she got to the charming cafe her dad was already seated at a small table out front. To her surprise there were two other gentlemen sitting with him. One she recognized as one of her father's old college buddies but Lexie had no clue who the other guy was.

Thatcher stood and greeted her with a hug, "I'm so glad you could make it! You remember Peter Hedge don't you? We went-"

"To college together, I know." Lexie smiled awkwardly greeting her dad's friend.

"And this is his son, Ian," Ian stood and shook her hand firmly. Upon closer inspection he was the spitting image of his father, they had the same colour eyes and warm smile.

Lexie raised a questioning eyebrow in her dad's direction. "Um, it's a pleasure to meet you," she said and sat down in the empty chair.

"Likewise," Ian replied and shot her an apologetic smile.

"Peter is in town visiting his mother, she's at Roseridge. And Ian over there is in Seattle on business. " Thatcher explained. A smartly dressed waiter approached the table to distribute drinks and placed a glass of lemonade in front her. "I ordered for you already."

She forced a smile. Lexie hadn't liked lemonade since she was 12 years old. "Thanks dad." He not so subtly coughed and gestured to Ian with his eyes. She had to keep from rolling hers. "So...Ian. What do you do?"

Ian shifted uncomfortably in his seat as Peter nudged him with his elbow. "Uh, I'm part owner of a company that manages resorts in Caribbean," he said and sent a glare his father's way. "Your dad was saying that you're a surgeon. Impressive."

"Yeah..." Lexie said awkwardly, mentally cursing her dad.

"Well, I should get back to see Mother. Take care of yourself Ian, and it was a pleasure seeing you again Lexie," Peter stood, "Thatcher, would you mind driving me over?"

"Of course," Thatcher agreed. Lexie and Ian exchanged looks, this conversation had clearly been scripted. Her father kissed her on the forehead and the two men left to continue their devious scheme.

"I believe we've just been set up," Ian said, "I wouldn't hold it against you if you left."

"How long do you think they've been planning that one?" Lexie shook her head and took a sip of her lemonade. Her nose scrunched up in disgust, "Blech...yup, still hate it."

"Why don't we get you a real drink," Ian flagged down the waiter and ordered a glass of Pinot Grigio for the both of them.

Lexie hesitated and checked her watch. Mark was working all day and she had hoped to sneak him into an on call room or closet. Anywhere would do really. But suddenly Mark's advice from last night flashed through her mind over and over. Make mistakes. Maybe it was about time she branched out from men at the hospital, lord knows it hasn't done her any good.

"I'm not looking for anything serious," she blurted out.

Ian chuckled at her forwardness. "That makes two of us. I was recently...well there isn't a nicer way to put this, but I was dumped. She slept with my brother, who happens to be my business partner."

"Rough," Lexie said and sipped her wine.

"That's not the worst part. Not only is my brother one of the owners, but she is as well. And she's pregnant." Ian cringed and shook his head. "We were together for four years."

"Ouch," she said, "But I can still top it."

Ian scoffed, "I'd like to see you try."

"So I'm seeing this guy right? He's an attending at the hospital I work at, so he's my boss. Things are going great, but then out of nowhere this daughter he doesn't even know he has shows up and crashes at our place. Then after months of staying with us she says she's pregnant and he wants me to help raise the baby."

"Wow, that's pretty-"

"I am so not even done yet. So we break up. I start sleeping with this other guy I work with and things are going alright then he gets shot and declares his love for his ex-wife. I go a little crazy and he pretty much abandons me. Fast forward a bit and me and the first guy get back together. And here I am thinking great, things are going well. Then I find out he knocked up his bisexual best friend when her girlfriend left her to help kids in Africa," Lexie said, fully aware that she was venting about her love life to an attractive stranger but somehow unable to stop herself.

"I submit! You wi-"

"Not done," she shook her head and continued, "Then I start seeing this other guy at work. He's sweet and nice and I should have been happy with him."

"But you weren't," Ian said, nodding in understanding.

"And he picked up on that, especially after I threw a baseball at the first guy's new girlfriend..." she said realizing just how absurd it all was, "So basically he's getting mentored by the first guy and he chooses him over me!"

"Seems to me like you need to stop seeing guys you work with," he concluded with a smirk. Lexie conveniently left out that she fully intended to keep sleeping with Mark regardless of his availability. Screw the consequences.

There. That's her new motto. Screw the freaking consequences.

"Alright all cards on the table," Ian leaned forward, "I like you and I want to take you to dinner tonight."

"Did you not just hear my giant rant?" Lexie rolled her eyes, "Dinner sounds pretty serious to me."

"Look, we both don't want anything serious. Dinner can be...casual. Fun. It doesn't have to lead to anything," he said.

Lexie thought for a moment. It was one thing sleeping casually with Mark. They had a history together, they knew each other. She just met this guy. He might be a serial killer for all she knew. "I'm flattered, Ian. But I don't know you well enough."

She took a deep breath. Screw the consequences.

"However, I am willing to put you on probation. We'll go out for dinner ...three times so I can get to know you and if by the end of those three dates I'm still not convinced, then that's it."

Ian's eyebrow rose listening to her proposal. "But if you do?"

"But if I do, then I will consider entering a...casual relationship with you." Screw the consequences.

Shortly after they decided on their trial period Lexie headed to the hospital. She felt strangely proud of herself. Getting dirty, making mistakes. It was a freeing feeling. What crazy thing would she do next?

That one of course she already knew walking into the building. She found Mark just out of the OR and they slipped into the nearest supply closet. Lexie clicked the lock on the door and turned around. Mark was already half undressed and she hurried to catch up. Their romp in the closet was quick and dirty, but after a short consult with a patient Sloan met her upstairs in the on call room for round two.

This time they undressed each other slowly, taking in every bit of exposed skin. Mark expertly unhooked Lexie's bra and she returned the favour by undoing his belt and pants with her teeth. This experience was the complete opposite of their trysts in the bar and after lunch. The quick and dirty sex didn't feel like cheating, it was rebellious and freeing. But now...this was intimate. They weren't fucking anymore, they were having sweet, sensual, loving sex.

The moment before he entered her she found herself feeling guilty.

Screw the consequences, she thought, then rolled Mark over and straddled him.


Lexie was breathless. She was amazed at how one moment Mark was this animalistic cave man ravaging her in a supply closet, and the next he was this romantic lover cherishing her. She grinned and fell against his chest.

"That was...that was great," the right words seemed to escape her.

Mark groaned, "No kidding."

Lexie straddled his waist and looked down on him, "Betcha Julia can't make you feel this way..." she leaned in and began kissing his neck up to his ear. He groaned again. "Don't worry, I'm not looking to start anything, we're just making mistakes, remember?" she whispered softly and nibbled on his ear lobe.

As good as it felt to be with Mark again, she knew no good could come from getting back into a relationship with him. For now, he could keep Julia. Lexie was doing exactly what she wanted for once and getting exactly what she needed from Mark. Not to mention Ian, who was taking her one of the more expensive restaurants in the city.

She was going to take what she wanted. Screw the consequences.


Sorry this chapter was a little shorter than what I usually write, but I felt like it was as good a place as any to stop it. Please let me know what you think! What do you think of Ian?