“Like, blue for a boy and pink for a girl,” Wyatt explained. “I mean, if you know, and if you’re going to tell people already.”
“Oh.” Jimmy looked out of his depth again, and then he smiled slightly. It was a faint, shy smile that was at odds with a man his size. “It’s a little girl, but we’re not telling people until she’s here, safe and sound.”
“Congratulations,” Wyatt said, warmth flooding through him.
“Jenna says all that boy and girl stuff is bullshit,” Jimmy said suddenly, and Wyatt’s stomach clenched. “Like making a big deal out of it and stuff, right?”
“Right,” Wyatt agreed. And he knew that Jimmy was probably only talking about gender reveals, but he felt a little breathless suddenly anyway.
“Okay, I’ll get Jenna to text you,” Jimmy said, letting out a long breath. When he smiled again, it was broad and relaxed. “Thanks for this, Wyatt. Really, thanks.”
“It’s no problem,” Wyatt said.