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

do we

I find myself asking.

one another? I can feel myself going red in the face

my slightly red

immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not let

his head,

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

holding another stack full of files, so high you

hear him huffing

you the files you needed

as he takes a careful step forward, not

fast.’ Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few

sounding proud of doing

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

it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails I get,

and I have to be on our

as he looks from

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

says as he motions

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will be coming back

at my fathers company, or

turns to

confusion, only for him to reach

is he doing? I get my answer

stunned to say the

our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both of

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out of the

see Max nod his head, as he looks at the both of us

that about?

due to the fast speed we are currently walking

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

this obviously entailed to me doing so as

darts to our intertwined hands, especially the

some reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in my stomach

head at the ridiculous

to outright staring

once again, I find myself stepping closer

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