Joins them as is

"Sure, just let me get dressed first." Lizzie said. No matter how ditzy she pretended to be, Lizzie didn't think there was any way she could pass off "forgetting" about wearing just a towel after that performance. She turned around and headed back to her bedroom.

As she reached her doorway, however, an idea popped into her head. What if she had **** but to hang out with the boys in her towel? Barely able to contain her grin, Lizzie locked her door and silently closed it. She rattled the handle loudly a few times and loudly said, "Shit!" before making her way back to the living room where the boys had settled onto the couch.

"Owen, do you know where mom and dad put the room keys?" she said, "I accidentally locked myself out of my room."

Owen shook his head and only said, "Nope, sorry Liz. And I think they're out to lunch, too."

"Dang, that's some real bad luck Lizzie." Tom said, his eyes wasting no time roaming all over her towel-clad curvy body.

"Tell me about it." she said. Lizzie made her way over to the kitchen and began opening drawers, pretending to look for the keys to her room. She could see Tom watching her from the corner of her eye the whole time. After a few minutes, she made a show of exasperatingly giving up and walking back to the couch. "Ugh, I guess I'll just have to wait for mom and dad to get home. May as well join you guys. What are you playing?"

She sat right next to Tom as he said, "Super Smash Bros." He tried his best to keep his voice casual, but Lizzie heard it crack slightly with his nerves.

"Sounds good." Lizzie said, picking up a controller still in just her towel.