Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

My eyes widen and I sit there like a gaping fish.

"W-what?" I manage to splutter out.

Never had I thought I would hear those words, especially from him.

Damien sits there, perfectly casual as if he didn't say what he did.

"We need to familiarize ourselves with each other’’ He murmurs as he too leans forward.

"We were."I say indignantly, "When I was telling you about myself.

That's classed as familiarizing ourselves with one another.’ My emotions range from annoyance to bewilderment and admittedly to excitement.

I mentally scold myself at the last one.

What kind of person am I? A person that has eyes.

My subconscious adds in snarkily.

Damien leans even further if possible, "that is a different kind of familiarity.Do you not agree?"

Do I? I swallow nervously.

Who knows where this can go? Damien is an unpredictable man, anything can happen with him.

But Damien.

He's like a blank canvas.

A blank canvas that doesn't want to be filled, with whatever it may be.

I realise all I've been doing is staring at him, barely blinking, like an idiot.

Clearing my throat, I find myself answering him.

"I do, sort of.You want us to feel comfortable around one another, so that we don't seem out of place— if you will- in public.We need to be relaxed and to not tense up at one another's touch." I finish.

I do get the gist of what Damien's saying.

It just took me a while to turn my mind in another direction and well not wherever it was before, which was down in the gutter.

It also makes a lot of sense.

If either of us seems uncomfortable in public just by being around the other in question, it'll be sure to grant us weird looks.

I, however, didn't think Damien would come up with the suggestion.

"Precisely.Damien says as he stands up.I feel immensely awkward as I glance at his figure towering over me

how do we do

I find myself asking.

and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the face merely thinking about

at my slightly

company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not let

his head, "Your

out

Thank goodness for that.

comes into the room holding another stack full of files,

can hear him

got you the files

as he takes a careful step forward, not

few minutes, since Max left the room after

of

stacks of paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

it immediately as it is important

Max says, sounding pleased.

of whatever calls and

have to be on our

drops open as he looks from the papers

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will be

at my fathers company, or

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to

confusion, only for

is he doing? I get my answer as Damien's large, cold

stunned to

darting back

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

Damien tugs me out of

only see Max nod his head, as he looks at the

was that about?

Damien due to the fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

walking fast, this obviously entailed

again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the

I get butterflies in my stomach and

head at the ridiculous

I'm subjugated to outright staring

find

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