Evelyn's POV

I walked through the door and kicked off my shoes, my heart still fluttering with excitement. Dominic was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, cutting fruit like it was the most natural thing for a man like him to do. He looked up as I came in, and the moment our eyes met, I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“I passed,” I blurted out, grinning so wide my cheeks hurt.

Dominic blinked. “You did?”

I nodded quickly and held up the confirmation letter like a trophy. “They ...