-1Chapter 4

Three days passed. It was now Friday night; they were supposed to meet Derek and Mark at the restaurant by six. Alex waited in the living room for Izzie to appear. She was still getting dressed and he was sure they would be late. It didn't really matter either way to him.

This entire week he thought about telling Izzie that he wasn't so sure about this whole thing and maybe she would be better off finding someone else to take her. He never found the nerve to tell her, mostly because every time he started to; she told him how excited she was about Friday night and thanked him for taking her. His ex might tell you he was a heartless bastard but he just couldn't let Izzie down. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he understood how it felt to be dumped in such a humiliating way.

He had waited long enough; he was going to go let her know if she wasn't ready in five minutes he was going without her. As he reached the bottom of the steps she appeared at the top. She self-consciously smiled at him and ran her fingers over the dress she was wearing.

"It's been a long time since I've been out; I wasn't sure what to wear." She says.

"You look….amazing."

She wore a simple black sleeveless dress with a plunging neckline. The materiel hugged her breasts tightly. Her usually curly hair had been straightened and it was the first time he had seen her wear makeup, not that she needed it. She was a naturally beautiful woman.

"Thanks you look great too." She says.

Great was not the right word for the way he looked, but she knew if she were to tell him what she was really thinking it would be awkward between them for the rest of the evening.

He held out his hand for her to take as she climbed down the last two steps.

"We should get going before were late."

"I want to make sure Derek goes through with it this time."

He helped her put her coat on and then rushed to open the door, holding it open for her.

"Thanks."

Once they got to the restaurant, they were seated at an empty table. Surprisingly they were the first ones to arrive. They ordered drinks and made small talk until Derek arrived.

"Am I too late? Did she leave already?"

"Are you late on purpose? Derek!"

"Relax, my car wouldn't start. I had to call a cab. So where is this perfect woman that you wont stop nagging me about?"

"She called me and said she was running a little late."

"Uh huh, this is why I don't like blind dates."

"She's coming Derek. Where is Mark? Did he decide to skip the date and take her straight back to his place?"

"I don't think that's his intention."

Just then a small brunette approached the table.

"Thank god, I need a drink to get through this." Derek looked up at her. "Could I get a scotch please, did you guys already order drinks?"

"Yes, but this isn't our waitress Derek. This is my friend Meredith, your date."

"Hello Derek, it's nice to finally meet you. Izzie talks about you all the time."

She was beautiful and he was impressed by the fact that Izzie knew exactly what type of woman he was attracted to. Maybe this would be a good night after all. He would have to find some way to let Mark know that he wouldn't need any help making an excuse to get out of a second date. The real waitress approached their table and as she did, Meredith smiled at her.

"Excuse me miss? Could I get tequila for me and a scotch for him? Thanks." Meredith asks.

Yes, this was going to be a good night.