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.

then randomly grope one another? I can feel

my slightly red cheeks and

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

this and quickly shakes his head,

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

holding another stack full of files,

can hear

got you the files you

a careful step forward, not

few minutes, since Max left the room after Damien spoke

proud of doing a task,

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out his crumpled

immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

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

I have to be on our

he looks from the

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

The poor guy.

he motions for me

"Bye Max."

whether I

fathers company, or

Damien? Damien abruptly turns to

confusion, only

get my answer as

stunned to say the

hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

head, as he looks at the both of us

that about?

the fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

to him walking fast, this obviously

hands, especially the ring now

reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies

my head at the

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring

again, I find myself stepping

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