Читать книгу Heart to Heart - Amber Aitken - Страница 9

Coral had got Nicks to promise she would be at her house at nine the next morning, and now Coral was counting on it — literally. There was a small clock on her bedside table that she was watching, its two heart-shaped hands edging forward.

“Coral, Nicks is here!” her mum called up from the kitchen.

“Send her to my bedroom, please!” Coral hollered back.

“Must you all shout to one another?” her father called from the study.

“Sorry!” both Coral and her mum cried in unison.

And then Nicks’s head appeared round the bedroom door. “Wowzers,” she breathed out loud.

“Isn’t it brilliant!” Coral grinned.

Nicks stepped inside the bedroom. There were pink padded hearts tied with ribbon to cupboard handles, lamps and the bed frame. The ceiling was alive with swirling hearts and dangling cupids. The banner across the wall above her bed spelled out: I LOVE YOU and strings of red and silver foiled hearts dipped from corner to corner. There were even bunches of balloons tied to the bedposts and red hearts stuck to the windows. The finishing touch was the fake rose petals scattered across the carpet. Nicks swished through them like autumn leaves, noticing Romeo’s face poking out from under the bed.

“It’s certainly very Valentiney,” Nicks commented. Even if it wasn’t that time of year. But she didn’t say the last bit out loud.

“It’s a room dedicated to love and romance,” said Coral excitedly. “Can you think of anything nicer!” It wasn’t a question, and Nicks knew better than to answer.

Nicks gazed around the room with her hands on her hips and grinned. “It is lovely!”

Coral reached for her heart-shaped backpack and pulled out the giant tortoiseshell sunglasses. “Shall we get going then? Romeo could do with a paddle in the sea. It’s going to be a hot one.”