-1Chapter 37
Alex's POV
I had some time to kill, so I stopped and checked on a few patients on my way to meet Izzie. We both agreed to meet in the third floor on-call room at five for a little quickie, we were both off at five but neither of us would be able to wait until we got home. I still had twenty minutes left, so I went to the nurse's station to drop off a chart that I had made a change in. As I approached the desk I saw Mark Sloan, his shoulders were slumped over the desk as he snapped at the young nurse who flashed him a fake smile and an even more fake apology before hurrying off down the hallway.
I wasn't sure how to handle this; I knew it was going to be a sensitive Issue between us. I haven't seen him since that day in the church. It was the happiest day in my life; I can't really say the same for him, Addison apparently informed him that very night that she was reconciling with her husband and they were over. I almost feel bad for him. "Wonderful, more stupidity. Wipe that dumb look off your face Karev, maybe you can aspire to be smarter than the nurse's around here." Almost.
"As much as I enjoy your insults, and make no mistake I mean that in the most sarcastic way possible, I've got to go meet my girlfriend." I stressed the word girlfriend; it felt good to rub it in a little if he was going to be such an ass. His eyes follow my right hand as I set the chart down on the desk; probably searching for a wedding band since the rumors are spreading wildly amongst the nurse's that Izzie and I got married in Vegas. His mouth drops open like he wants to ask me if they are true, but stops himself almost immediately. "What are you looking at?" I ask, managing to make us both uncomfortable.
His eyes dart back to the paper he's been scribbling on, placing it on the pile in front of him and simply walking away without so much as a nasty comment or snide remark. It's a side of him rarely seen, speechless.
I glance at my watch and realize if I don't hurry I will be late. There are a few nurses in the hallway as I approach the room where most people get more sex than rest, the door is wide open and the room is empty. As I step inside I begin to get excited, I hadn't seen much of her all day and soon we would alone to explore, touch and taste each other. In anticipation of the incredible sex we're about to experience, I close the door and start to pull off my clothes. I harden instantly as I free myself from the last stitch of clothing.
However our date in the on-call room was delayed due to an emergency surgery. Imagine my surprise when George tumbled into the room to tell me that Izzie couldn't make it, the reddening of his cheeks and the widening of his eyes told me he when he agreed to deliver the message for Izzie he didn't expect to find me standing naked in the cramped space waiting for her at full attention. It was pretty embarrassing, especially when Cristina strolled by at that exact moment and saw us both in the room together, me with an erection the size of Mount Everest. "George you lucky boy!" I grab my scrub top off the top bunk and quickly hold it up against my waist, using it as a protective shield against the prying eyes of Cristina Yang. "I always knew 'the beast' was a reference to your penis…I'm impressed!"
"Will you two get out so I can get dressed?" George fumbles with the door as he roughly pulls it closed, I might find this amusing if I wasn't naked, dreading the rumors that would grace the halls of this hospital tomorrow. I know Yang well enough to tell you that she can't keep her mouth shut to save her own life, she'll tell Meredith and Meredith will tell Derek who will let it slip to Mark who will tell everyone because he hates me.
The corners of my mouth lift up into a smile as I laugh like a crazy person, realizing that I don't care what they say. I have Izzie and that's all I care about.