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 this

I find myself asking.

to three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself

my slightly red cheeks and

anyways, to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have

this and quickly shakes his

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

stack full of files,

you can hear

got you the

says as he takes a careful step forward, not being able to

only been a few minutes, since Max left the

proud of

already cluttered desk, Max

said you needed it immediately as it is important

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails

I have to be on

drops open as he looks from

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

says as he motions for

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I

at my fathers company, or even head

turns to me as

in confusion, only for him to

answer as Damien's large,

to say

at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs

he

was that about?

ask Damien due to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed

the ring now glinting as our hands move from the fast

I get butterflies

my head

again, I'm subjugated to outright

once again, I find myself stepping

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