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

I find myself asking.

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

my slightly red cheeks

immediately gets shot down

this and quickly shakes his

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

into the room holding another stack full

you can hear

the files you needed

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

been a few minutes, since Max left the room after

sounding proud of doing

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

needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever

and I have to

open as he looks

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

as he

"Bye Max."

whether I will be coming back or

my fathers company, or even head somewhere

Damien abruptly turns to

confusion, only for him to

he doing? I get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

to say the

my eyes darting back and forth between both of

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs me

he looks at the

was that about? "Are we

Damien due to the fast speed we are currently

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

this obviously entailed to me

intertwined hands, especially the ring

I get butterflies in

my head at the ridiculous

to outright staring

find myself stepping closer

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