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.

grope one another? I

slightly red cheeks

good mood immediately gets shot down and I

shakes his head, "Your

out in

Thank goodness for that.

room holding another stack full of files, so high you can barely see his

you can hear him

got you the files you

careful step

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

of doing a task,

onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out

it is

Max says, sounding pleased.

Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and

to be on our

open as he looks from the papers to

sir’’

The poor guy.

says as he motions

"Bye Max."

I will be coming back or

my fathers company, or even head

Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as

at him in confusion, only

my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

to say the

our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of

Max nod his head, as he looks at the

about? "Are we running

to the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me

intertwined hands, especially the

butterflies in my stomach and

my head at the ridiculous

to outright staring

again, I find myself stepping closer

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