Time doesn't matter

9. I froze and now I need to fix it

CHARLIE POV

As I'm leaving Paige's house for the third time, I contemplate how I feel. I don't normally do that but I felt like it.

I pass the gardener I touched to go back to when I was kissing Paige on her bed. My god that was actually the best head I've ever had, and not to sound cocky, I've had a few. I don't know if it's because it's her or just the fact that she doesn't have a gag reflex and got me all the way down her throat.

That's what I'm trying to figure out. Are the thing I'm feeling because she is literally the most perfect person ever with that lack of gag reflex and body, or is it just simply because it's her? What if I'm just tricking myself about how she's an amazing person because of her body and sex skills? What if it's the opposite and I'm just convincing myself she is good at sex because I like her as a person? Is one better than the other? Does it even matter? How do I figure it out?

I take a long walk down her extremely, extremely long driveway until I find my car that I parked far away so that her family wouldn't see me. I swear to god, who needs suck a big house? It's as if the Carringtons lived here. There's even a pond, so big it's probably considered a lake, next to it. But I guess it comes with perks, like the fact we can moan or yell as loud as possible without anyone hearing. It can be a good thing when speaking about sex. It can really suck if we talk about murder or something.

I finally get to my car. I sit on the driver's seat and stay there for a moment, remembering when I had Paige there. It was only yesterday so it would be hard to forget. I can't believe we've done so much in just two days. Maybe it's too fast? Do I want to go fast if I really like her?

If you think about it, if I go fast with someone I don't really like, I probably should go slow with someone I do really like. Right?

I start my car with that thought in my head. When I make it home I go straight to my mom to have a talk. Probably the same one Paige had with her dad. I still can't process that Paige has such a good relationship with her dad that she just went up to him and asked him about stuff. I mean, it's weird to me because I barely talk to my dad, only when he asked about school and college, but not actual concerns. With my mom I guess it's better. If I had to choose I'd probably be a mama's boy, and Paige seems like a daddy's girl.

Weird how opposites attract. Are we attracted to each other? Is is just one way and she is just dragging me along?

"Mom, can I ask you something." I ask as I find her in the living room.

"Sure, tell me what's on your mind." She says speaking in a way you'd think she was interested but the truth is that she is still flipping through her magazine.

I ignore her lack of interest and just take a page from Paige's book and spill my guts to see how it goes. "So today in math I was asking a girl for a pen and she gave it to me." My mom still seems uninterested, but I continue without stopping "I called her a nickname she didn't like and we chitchatted about it enough for the teacher to notice and she called us out" I see my mom showing some interest from the fact I was getting in trouble, nice. "We stopped talking for a while and suddenly she took my hand and... she took me with her five minutes back. I was shocked but she later told me she did it because she didn't want to make a bad impression on the teach and she wanted to avoid speaking to me." I finally got my mom's attention when I told her about the time traveling part. "I guess my question is why is she able to do that too?" I already knew the answer because Paige told me but I just wanted to make sure and ask my mom anyway.