Elizabeth Olsen in underweaar

You just walked into the room. Lizzy glanced over her shoulder, locking eyes with you, and a playful smile tugged at her lips. “Do you like what you see?” she asked.

You froze, heart pounding in your chest, and your face flushed. “I—I wasn’t staring.”

Her smirk widened. “Didn’t say you were. But you didn’t deny it either.”