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

we do this

I find myself asking.

to three and then randomly grope one another? I can

at my slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I

notices this and quickly shakes his head,

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

holding another stack full of files, so

you can hear him

you the

careful step forward, not being able

a few minutes, since Max left the

proud of doing a task, very efficiently

stacks of paper onto Damien's already

you needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever calls and emails

and I have to be on

mouth drops open as he looks from the

sir’’

The poor guy.

says as he motions for me

"Bye Max."

whether I

fathers company, or even head

Damien abruptly turns to me

confusion, only for him to reach

get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand

to

darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me

head, as he looks at the both of

that about? "Are we

due to the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously

intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our hands move from the fast

some reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies

head

I'm subjugated to outright staring

again, I find myself stepping closer

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