to the locker room

Sophie smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I think you know what I want," she says, her voice low and seductive. "After all, you agreed to do anything I wanted if my team won."

Emma feels a wave of heat wash over her face as she realizes what Sophie is implying. She knew she had agreed to the terms of the bet, but she never thought Sophie would take it so literally.

"What do you mean?" she asks, trying to maintain her composure.

Sophie smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I think you know exactly what I mean," she says, her voice low and seductive. "You agreed to do anything I wanted if my team won. And I want you."

She steps closer to Emma, her body inches away from hers. "I want you to come with me and my team to the locker room."

Emma's heart races as she processes Sophie's words. She knows she can't refuse, not after agreeing to the bet. She nods slowly, trying to maintain her composure. "Okay," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sophie grins, satisfied with Emma's agreement. She takes Emma's hand and leads her towards the locker room, her team following closely behind. As they enter the locker room, the girls from Sophie's team start cheering and catcalling. Emma blushes deeply, feeling embarrassed and flustered.

Inside the locker room, Sophie releases Emma's hand and turns to face her team. "Alright, ladies," she says, her voice echoing through the room. "We won the competition, and now it's time to collect our prize."