A/N - Thanks for reviews. I love to hear what you think. This story is mainly about Alex and Izzie. But I am happy to include other characters, perhaps a Mark and Lexie hook up at some point? So, open to any suggestions. Also just a little warning things hot up a little in this chap. But don't think it's quite M yet! (That could change though!)

ALEX

Alex was slightly taken aback as he switched the car engine off and looked over at Izzie's house. It was a little bigger than he'd imagined. He knew modelling paid well, just not this well.

"I'm just renting it for now. Until I sell my place back in New York and decide what to do." Izzie quickly said, sounding a tad embarrassed as she undid her seatbelt and chewed her lower lip.

"Right, whatever," Alex replied and a brief uncomfortable silence followed. He hadn't undone his seatbelt as she hadn't asked him in. He knew it was probably a bad idea to go in anyway, that she most likely wanted to be alone. He'd already made a fool out of himself the night before when he'd kissed her outside the hospital.

"You want me to wait out here for you?" He eventually said, tilting his head to look at her. Even if she did want time to herself, he didn't want to just drive off and leave her. He'd be lying if he'd said he wasn't overwhelmingly attracted to her and it wasn't driving him a little crazy, being sat so close to her. But, despite his growing feelings for her, he really he just wanted to check she was okay. Because at that moment in time she didn't appear to have anyone else to look out for her.

"Oh, no, you can't do that. Come in, we could order a pizza or something." Izzie quickly said twisting her hands together on her lap.

"You sure?" Alex replied slowly.

"Yeah, to be honest I could kind of do with the company." She replied as she moved her hand up a little nervously to twist the the ends of her hair.

Alex followed Izzie through her large front door and as she tapped a code in to the alarm system a beautiful white cat with bright blue eyes came running up to them, rubbing herself against Alex's legs affectionately.

"Wow, you're honoured. She doesn't normally take to strangers, especially not men…. Do you Miranda?" Izzie said smiling and cooing at her cat, as she bent down to pick up the huge pile of mail waiting for her on the floor.

Alex scooped the pretty cat up in to his arm and stroked her head as she purred loudly in his arms and he chuckled. "Miranda?..."

"Yeah, what's so funny?" Izzie said as Alex carefully put the cat down on the floor.

"Oh, nothing, just my old boss from my intern days was called Miranda." He replied, smirking as he thought of Bailey fondly.

"Ah, I see. Well, I named her after my favourite sex and the city character. Miranda was always the smart one, the one with her head screwed on." Izzie said as she flicked through her mail frowning, before she tossed it down on the side and wandered towards the kitchen.

"I wouldn't really know, don't watch it, it's for chicks." Alex said as he wandered in to Izzie's big immaculate kitchen behind her, perching against the black granite worktop as he watched her move to the fridge.

"Come on, every guy has had to watch that show with their girlfriend at some point." She said a little playfully as she opened the fridge and took out two beers, quickly opening them and handing him one.

Alex shrugged, he'd never really had a girlfriend serious enough to know about stuff like that. Or maybe he'd just been such an inconsiderate ass in the few brief relationships that he had, had. That he simply didn't pay attention.

She walked out of the room and he heard her playing her answer phone messages in the other room. He moved a little closer to the door trying to listen as he heard a loud female voice saying something about meeting a movie producer. She really was a successful celebrity he thought suddenly feelig a little intimidated. Trying to act casual when she waltzed back in and smiled at him.

"Here," she said as she thrust a pizza delivery menu in to his hand. "You can order while I go and take a quick shower." Brushing his hand with her thumb and causing a sharp jolt of adrenaline to rush through him, as her touch lingered a little longer than it should, before she withdrew her hand and turned to walk out of the room, adding. "Oh, and make yourself at home." As he was hit with a sharp waft of her perfume. It smelt delicious, exotic and expensive and he slowly breathed it in, before taking a long swig of his beer.

After he'd ordered the food, Alex sank back in to the large cream sofa in Izzie's front room. Closing his eyes a little, allowing his head to flop back against the soft cushions as his grip loosened on his beer. Before he half opened them again, as he focused on the stylishly framed photos on the wall opposite. One was of Izzie smiling, holding what looked like a newly born Sarah. Izzie was a lot younger in the picture and although she looked exhausted, she was still naturally gorgeous. Alex wondered where Sarah's father was. He'd never asked Izzie about him, but he was more than a little curious as to what the story was there.

He then turned his attention to two more photos. One was Izzie and Sarah at a beach somewhere, they looked relaxed and happy, their identical long blond hair blowing in the breeze as they stood with their arms around a striking looking redhead.

Then the next photo along was the same glamorous redhead on what must have been her wedding day, to a tall handsome guy that looked weirdly familiar to Alex. Izzie was stood next to them looking stunning in a dusky pink bridesmaid dress, her shiny fair hair twisted up on top of her head and falling down over her naked shoulders. She would make a beautiful bride, Alex thought as he gazed at her. That same face that had caught his attention so intently on that eventful drive in to work not even a week ago, when he had first spotted her Bethany Whispers ad. Although, all that seemed like another life now after everything that had happened.

He then looked away quickly drinking his beer, what the hell was he doing? Picturing Izzie as a bride, his bride! Alex had never, ever thought of a woman like that before. The thought of marriage and commitment had terrified him. He had sworn he would never get locked in to a miserable existence like his own parents. But even though he had just met Izzie, the thought of being married to her couldn't have been further from a miserable existence in his mind. He had to snap out of it though. Jackson was right, he didn't have a chance. She was from a different world, a world where she dated movie stars, lived in expensive houses and made tons of money. His cheeks reddened a little as he remembered how she'd tried to tell him back at the hospital that she just wanted to be friends. She was going through a traumatic time and he was there, that must be all it was to her. But as much as he tried to tell himself that, so he could push her away. Alex knew in his heart that wasn't true. He wasn't imagining the way she looked at him. The way they had connected, even her daughter had said it, Izzie liked him. And he liked her, a lot!

He stirred as he heard her moving around upstairs and he felt himself starting to get aroused as he imagined her stepping out of the shower, picturing her naked and what could happen if he went upstairs to join her, he was horny. He seemed to be horny all the time at the moment.

He froze as he suddenly remembered the telling off Lexie had given him in the OR earlier before Sarah's surgery. It had been a while since Lexie had yelled at Alex like that. Not since the days following their brief disastrous fling a couple of years ago. He knew he had hurt her back then. Things had predictably ended as they always did for Alex. One minute they'd been having fun and a good time in bed, then she'd wanted to cuddle after sex, to call them a 'thing' and for him to stop screwing other people. When he had told her he couldn't do that. It had taken a while but eventually they had gone back to being friends again. He regretted how he had treated her, she was Meredith's sister and a sweet girl and he had really wanted to feel something for her, to prove to himself he was capable of being a good guy for once. But it was very clear to him that they were better off as friends.

But Lexie had been furious with him before Sarah's operation earlier. Saying how making bets on whether he could sleep with Izzie or not just because she was a famous supermodel, was a pretty crappy thing to do when she was so vulnerable and her kid was so sick. She had gone on to say that if he'd bothered to get to know her, Izzie was actually pretty smart and a nice girl, she didn't deserve to be treated like that. Before telling, ordering even, that he stayed away when they went to tell Izzie the outcome of Sarah's surgery.

Alex had felt annoyed that Lexie had been so brutal and had just jumped to conclusions. Plus, he had felt slightly humiliated that she had done it so publically. But rather than defend himself, Alex had just remained silent, thinking everyone had already made up their minds that he was a complete douche, so what was the point in even trying to prove them wrong, he may as well just live up his reputation as 'evil spawn'. Although on this occasion that couldn't be further from the truth. Because for once in his life, he actually wanted to get to know a girl and not just rush in to 'doing it'. He wanted their first time to actually be special and mean something, and it had taken him by complete surprise that maybe he did have a heart after all.

He drummed his fingers on the side of the sofa as he tried to focus on anything but his recurring sexual fantasy about Izzie as he waited for her.

Swigging the remainder of his bottle of beer, he was just about to get up to get another one from the kitchen when she walked back in. Her light blond hair smelt freshly washed and was still slightly damp as it fell over her shoulders. She had also changed in to a pair of light coloured skinny jeans and white cotton top, that was slightly see through, showing off the shape of her perfect round breasts and clinging to her toned midriff. Alex twitched a little as he tried to hide the dramatic effect she was having on his body and he said quickly. "Food shouldn't be long."

She sat down on the sofa next to him tucking her legs beneath her and leaning in to the corner as she replied. "Great…and thanks for staying." Glancing at him a little shyly through her long eyelashes.

"No problem." He replied. It should feel weird that he was at her home when he was her daughter's doctor, but somehow it just felt perfectly normal. Even after what had happened between them the night before too.

"So, I met George O'Malley today, he had some interesting things to say." Izzie said playfully.

Alex groaned slightly, as he rolled his eyes and said. "Great, what did the little nerd say? Or do I not want to know?" O'Malley was his friend, but along with Lexie, he was definitely on the 'Karev's a jackass to women' camp. Especially, after George had heard the conversation that had taken place with Jackson earlier too. Alex cringed when he thought about what George could have said to Izzie about him, maybe that was what had sparked the awkward conversation about their kiss earlier in the hospital too.

Izzie paused briefly before saying with a flirty smile. "Actually, he was very complimentary about you. He seems to think you're a good guy for some reason."

"Really?" Alex said shaking his head and grinning, feeling a little bad for doubting George. They'd had their moments at first, but over the years of their internship and residency, George had been there for Alex when no-one else had. He was a top guy and one of Alex's best friends.

"Why, should I have a reason to think otherwise?" Izzie said with the same playful tone, looking straight at Alex still.

"No." Alex replied, as the doorbell rang.

"That will be the pizza." Izzie said, hopping off the sofa.

….

The next twenty minutes seemed to fly by as they ate and drank. Their conversation having gone from polite and serious to light hearted and flirty and partly due to the alcohol, Alex could tell Izzie was finally starting to relax when her phone rang nosily. Her expression turning to complete panic as she dug it out of her bag, before her features softened slightly and she said. "Ah, it's just my friend back in New York. I'll call her later." Chewing on her nail as she placed the phone on the coffee table directly in front of her where it would be remain in plain sight.

"Izzie, if there's a problem they'll call me straight away and Dr Robbins my boss is working tonight so she'll be sure to keep a good eye on things." He said reassuringly as he touched her hand. She flinched a little and he wondered if he'd crossed a line as she abruptly pulled away. Quickly standing up and turning away from him as she busily cleared away the plates, before leaving the room.

Alex sighed and ran his hand through his hair he hadn't meant to upset her or maker her feel uncomfortable. He stood up as he heard her cluttering around in the kitchen and he made his way out of the room to join her, meeting her head on in the kitchen doorway, their bodies nearly colliding as she stood directly in front of him. She was clutching two more opened beers and she went to hand him one, smiling a little apologetically.

He winced a little as he looked from Izzie's face to the beer and said cautiously. "If I have any more, I won't be able to drive?" Phrasing it more as a question than a statement, as he stopped and waited for her reaction as he realized she was as close as she could be to him without them actually touching.

"Well, I'll have to get a cab back to the hospital later anyway so you could always just share that with me." She said in a low voice, without taking her eyes away from his face, she was so close he could almost feel her breath on his skin as he nodded and silently took the beer. Not quite sure what he was doing, he had never wanted a woman this badly before. He felt hot and he knew the colour was rising up his neck to his cheeks. He'd thought about her and their connection all day and he'd spent the past hour in her house analysing their earlier conversation. Had she been trying to tell him she was interested? Despite the circumstances surrounding their first meeting, her actions now would suggest that she was as her lips curled up in to another smile.

He was glad to see her smiling again and she didn't object when he pulled her closer to him. Then the soft silk of her hair brushed against his cheek as she moved her arms around his neck, surprising him and causing him to nearly spill his beer. She smelled wonderful. Too good. He'd tried to fight the inappropriate urges all evening, but he felt himself slowly losing control. She moved her head up even closer to his and he lowered to kiss her. She opened her lips hungrily this time, as he sensed her desire for him and as they kissed his erection pushed gently against her and she pressed her hips back against him. Her head falling back against the door frame as he slid his hands from her back to her sides resting his thumbs just shy off her breasts. When he finally pulled away from her he was winded, his lungs fighting to pull in the air.

"I'm a little tipsy, I think. " She said. "Not responsible for what I'm doing."

He laughed. "You know exactly what you're doing." But then he drew his head away he didn't want to rush her and he took a step back from her.

She touched his hand and without saying anything, her gaze increasingly intense, she led him gently across the hall and up the stairs.

Alex didn't object as he followed her in to her bedroom and once inside he had run out of reasons to fight the intense sexual attraction as he kissed her again, moaning as he tasted her, sealing his mouth over hers and running his hands through her freshly washed hair as she she sighed and fell back on to the bed, eagerly tugging off his shirt. The kiss deepening as he ran his hands under her top, pulling it over her head to reveal her white lacy bra. Fumbling for the clasp, his fingers trembling, he suddenly felt something vibrate against his leg. His pager. He stopped, breathlessly pulling it out of his jeans pocket, and slightly sweaty with his hair ruffled he glanced down at it. It was Arizona.

"What is it?" Izzie quickly said, her eyes wide as she sat up, her hair falling over her breasts.

"We need to go back to the hospital…" He replied, sighing and running his hand through his hair…