Chapter 3- An Invitation

The following day James and the boys returned to the park, same place, same time. James looked around for Rose among the picnicers, dog-walkers, and readers. She wasn't in sight. His heart sink. What if she doesn't come to the park everyday? He thought to himself. But sure enough, he spotted her sitting on a blanket under the shade of a maple tree reading. He stuck both hands in his pockets, smiled, and started to walk over when Peter jumped in front of him.

"Hey Uncle Jim!"

"Hello, Peter."

"Do you want to come play pirates with us? You can be the captain."

James stuck on an sly grin (God, I can't stay away from POTC for 2 long!!!).

"Aye matey. I'll come play with ya'. But tell your untalented crew of scallywags to get busy moppin the deck, savvy?"

Peter nodded, laughed and ran off. James scoffed a laugh as well. He was glad that Peter was acting like the boy that he was. Before Sylvia died, he had been acting way to old for his age. Most people would say "Oh, thats such a pity. The poor dear has no father," and statements like that. For the most part, the people of London would think he had no fun in his heart. Now, James knew better. There WAS fun in Peter's heart. It was just buried under the pain of his father's passing. He knew it was hard for Peter, but he was very proud that Peter had came over it for the most part. James continued walking over to Rose. He tapped her on the shoulder and when she went to go look for who it was he turned to the side so she couldn't see him (AWW He's FLIRTING!!). She laughed and turned fully around to see him.

"Good afternoon, Rose."

She took of her reading glasses and smiled.

"Hello James."

Rose sat on the blanket, dog sleeping by her side. She wore a white blouse and light pink skirt. Her hair was half up, half down, with little curls framing her face. She looked rather beautiful with the sun shining on her hair.

"Would you like to sit down?" She asked him politely.

"Oh, thank you."

There was a awkward silence between the two of them.

"Tonight there will be a performance of my latest work. I was thinking that maybe you would like to come as my escort." He asked her.

Rose's eyes lit up and her smile stretched form ear to ear.

"Oh James! That sounds absolutely delightful! I would love to go."

"Great. Is seven a good time to pick you up?"

"Yes that sounds suitable," Rose told him.

The two smiled at each other and they looked out to the open field in the park.

Rose sighed.

"Those boys are awfully charming."

James had totally forgotten about them! Which he usually didn't do.

"Oh.. I was supposed to play pirates with them!" He looked at her.

"Would you like to come play?"

She giggled at his use of words.

"James, that is one offer I simply could not resist."

A/N Did ya like it? Now R&R!!! I LOOOVE reviews even though I only have two..haha.. I love that little piece of Jack Sparrow I put in there. Did you??