She should've known better than to bet on the game. Playing dirty word Scrabble with a patient was one thing. Betting on it? Entirely different animal.
A dangerous one at that.
Denny's vocabulary of dirty and/or perverse words was immense. He stumped her more than once - a few times on double and triple word scores - and Izzie'd grown up in a trailer park.
In a weird way, she was impressed.
She knew about fifteen minutes in she was going to end up losing.
When he collected on the bet, kissing her deeply and stealing her breath, Izzie realized she really didn't mind losing.