Jasper's POV

I knocked on the door of Isabella's house. Of course, General Swan answered. "Hello soldier."

"General Swan, hello."

"Mind telling me what you're doing?"

"He's here for me," Isabella came down the stairs. She was wearing purple dress with a few bows and ribbons. Her hair was down, flowing behind her.

"What?"

"He was going to escort me through the park."

"'Scuse us a moment," the General closed the door. I could faintly hear what they were saying, 'Isabelle, what's this about?'

'I wanted to go for a walk.'

'You know what I meant.'

'Ja-Private Whitlock offered to escort me.'

'Alright, then. Enjoy yourself.'

'I will.' The door opened.

"Ready to go?" I asked.

"Let's be off."

"Bring her back before sundown," the General instructed.

"Yes, sir." Isabella and I left, but I could feel her father's disapproving eyes on me until her house was out of sight. "Now tell me, what is the plan for today?"

"Whatever you want."

Isabella's POV

Father was clearly pained at the idea of me being out with Jasper, but agreed, knowing I don't get out much.

He is such a gentleman, "I haven't been in town for ages, so you lead the way."

"Really?" he asked.

"Father keeps me home a lot. He wants to keep me safe."

"Well, you are going to see the town for all its worth."

"Then where do we start?" I noticed a small store out of the corner of my eye, "Could we go to the bookshop?"

"You like to read?" he inquired.

"Well, it's better than sitting around the house all day." He laughed and we went inside.

I immediately found my favorite story- "Romeo and Juliet," Jasper said, "A great story."

"You've read it?"

"Yes, many times."

"Really? Then what's your favorite part?"

He thought a moment, "Probably the scene when Romeo and Tybalt fight. I can relate."

"Why is that?"

"I can relate. Many soldiers in the infirmary joke around saying 'I'm fine,' when they've been shot. What part is your favorite?"

"Probably the party at the Capulet's house, when Romeo and Juliet first meet…on the dance floor," I blushed, realizing how Jasper and I met. (A/N sorry, you kind of have to know Romeo and Juliet to get that, or at least use Sparknotes.) He smiled, probably realizing the same thing and we looked around a bit more before leaving.

We mostly just walked around town, talking. This is far more fun than my few outings with Major Thompson. During our blissful walk, I realized it was almost sunset, "You should probably bring me home before Father gets worried."

"Alright. And, Isabelle?"

"Yes?"

"Would you like to go to the park with me tomorrow?"

I smiled, "I would love to."

By the time we got back, it was almost dark, "Goodbye, Jasper."

"It was a pleasure, Isabelle."

"Just Bella is fine."

"OK, goodnight, Bella." I waved goodbye and got inside, and sighed.

"Bella, there you are."

"Oh, hello, Father."

"You were out with Private Whitlock a while."

"Yes, I guess I was."

"What did you two do?"

"Just walked around town, talking."

"You could've done the same with Major Thompson," he muttered. "Well I have to go to a meeting, I'll be back later tonight."

"Goodbye, Father."

"Goodbye, Bella."