Zoe raised her eyebrows.
"Except everything I got is green or yellow." Janice winked, and Zoe let out a little sigh of relief.
She would have used the present regardless, and of course, Janice was right. But what if she had one of those babies whose gender was impossible to tell by sight, and then had to spend a whole two or three years correcting people, saying, "Oh no, that's my little boy, not my little girl."
Oh God… what if it was a boy?
What if it was a girl?
Her heart leaped into her throat, and she rested her hand on her stomach just as Ian's mom and dad stepped into the foyer.
"Hello, hello." Charlene rushed over to kiss Zoe on the cheek before moving to greet her son, and Daniel gestured to the gift bags on his arm. "Don't tell Ian, but we brought gifts."
Ian sighed. "Does nobody listen?"
"Nope." Quinn laughed. "But my present is upstairs."
Zoe frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Is everyone here?" Quinn asked, and Zoe nodded.
"Let's head on up, then."
They climbed the stairs, and Zoe grinned at her new home. She might never get used to the house—or the idea that she would be raising her family in a place so lovely and warm—but the thing she couldn't get over most was exactly how much work Ian had put into it to make sure it was perfect for their family.
For months, he'd worked tirelessly to ensure it was ready for them to move in, and then, two months after their honeymoon, they discovered they'd have a new room to renovate, complete with either pink or blue pastel wallpaper.
And today was the day they'd find out which.
Quinn led them to the door of the nursery then stopped. "I need Ian and Zoe front and center."
Ian appeared at Zoe’s side then held her hand in his, dropping a kiss on the back of her hand.
"Now, I know you guys got a cake to find out which gender the baby is, but I thought I'd do you one better. Ready?"
Zoe raised her eyebrows, but then Quinn was opening the door, and she was bombarded with pink.
A hundred pink balloons bumped against the ceiling, and curly pink ribbon hung from each. The walls were painted a beautiful pink pastel, and in the corner, a pretty pink blanket hung from the white crib.
"Quinn," Zoe whispered.
Quinn grinned at her. "It's a girl," she said, and a single, hot tear streaked down Zoe's cheek.
"They're both girls," Quinn added, and another wave of euphoria rushed over her.
"Both?" She sniffled then looked at her sister's baby bump.
"Are you happy?" Quinn asked.
Zoe glanced up at Ian, and when her gaze met his crystal blue stare, the joy in her heart felt like it might just explode.
"I've never been happier. Never."
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