Denny was certain that he could spend the rest of his life kissing this woman. He'd asked her to marry him once. He might have to do it again later. Their kiss didn't last long enough. For a moment, Denny tried to deepen it. But he stopped before he got too caught up in his actions. He let out a low growl of frustration at his body. "You might have to do that again." His kissed her lips again, but it was quick. "And again. Before each check up." He paused and his lips curled into a smirk. "After each check up, too."
He leaned his forehead against hers. His hands moved slowly up and down her back. "I love you, Izzie Stevens."