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.

I can

gazes at my slightly red cheeks

immediately gets shot

shakes his head, "Your

out in

Thank goodness for that.

I stand up, Max comes into the room holding another stack full of files,

you can hear

got you the files you

takes a careful step forward,

Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes, since Max left the room

of doing a

Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

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

to

drops open as he looks

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will

fathers company, or

turns

look at him in confusion, only

he doing? I get my answer as

stunned to say the

our hands, my eyes darting back and forth

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

Damien tugs me out of

head, as he looks at the both

that about?

the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

this obviously entailed to

darts to our intertwined hands, especially the

me, I get butterflies in my stomach and I

head at the ridiculous

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring

again, I find

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