Hera had been having an extremely tough week. So, taking the advice of Aphrodite. She took a day to herself

Dawning her favorite dress, and jewelery. Taking a bath, putting perfume on. Doing her hair. All of it

Zeus, was walking the Halls of Olympus. He had nothing to do, he was bored.

Then he caught sight of Hera.

Hera looked anew, beautiful, he felt the flame of need and desire light in his chest. The same intensity that he felt when he first caught sight of Hera all those years ago...

Gods, she was looking hot right now

"Ah! Hera, darling~... Let's.... Talk."

Zeus immediately spoke. His voice was low and gravely, quickly approaching his wife, a smirk gracing his lips as he walked on over to Hera, as if he couldn’t wait to ‘talk’ with her.