A grope and a whisper.

In the press of the crowd, Kat smiled at Scott and leaned in to him. Nobody would see her hand grabbing his crotch. At the same time she whispered to him:

"Meet me in the tennis storage room when everybody's in the showers."

Aroused and eager for his promised reward, Scott grinned. Of course people would write it off as euphoria, but at the moment, he cared more for what coach Dennings had in store for him than the fact that they had just won the final match in the season. Letting the people wash over him, Scott was hoisted up on his teammates' shoulders and paraded around the pitch as their champion. The party was going strong but nothing of the sort was on Scott's mind. He needed his prize.