He'd done as asked and kept his hands of the nymphs. Not truly hard, considering one of his rules tended to be 'don't do something Aphrodite will kill you over. Sleeping with the nymphs, unless she said otherwise, was thus strictly off limits.
He'd kept to alcohol instead as he waited. When he was told Aphrodite was home he'd nodded. Thus he smelled her before he saw her. When he turned around he tilted his head. Undressed happened to be his favorite state to find his wife in.
"Words cannot convey." Grinning he rose and walked to her, to set his hands on her hips. "I don't know what I did so tell me. This is something I'd like to see again."