It took me a few minutes and a considerable number of deep breaths to actually calm down enough to leave my room and walk to where Jeon was patiently waiting for me in our living room.
Bona had offered him a seat on the couch when she'd ushered him inside and then had somehow discreetly disappeared to her room in order to give us time to talk.
I was all but a bundle of nerves as I walked over to the said couch and when he turned his head to look in my direction, all those emotions I had successfully managed to keep at bay came flooding back at just a mere glimpse of his stunning eyes.
"Hi jeon, how are you?" I managed to greet him in a surprisingly steady voice considering the amount of nerves that were twisting my stomach into a thousand knots. I slowly made my way to the opposite side of the room and sat down on a chair that had enough space separating us.