Noticing Gaston’s eyes all over Aphro, she smirked in satisfaction. That proved that he couldn’t stay away from her for long. Or that’s what she thought. “Can’t get your eyes off of me?” she playfully twirled her hair and leaned on one leg, making herself look like a total snacc (yes, yes, I want her too). “Hey!” she snapped her finger in an attempt to make him pay attention to her. “Look at me when I’m talking to you! You can admire my body later.” She looked down to see herself and realised that she was still in her underwear. And this was the black, lacy one (used exclusively for sauna). No wonder he was staring (wow, what a creep).
“You wish we had a quarrel, wouldn’t you? Then you could have me all to yourself.” Aphro was left speechless. That was very smooth. After a hot second, she chuckled. “You wish!” she smiled and booped his nose. Why? She doesn’t know. She just felt like doing that. Gaston definitely would not have might not have liked that. “Anyway, wait in the living room. I’ll go get changed. My clothes aren’t very appropriate.”
She sighed, annoyed by his words. “And I don’t. Do you seriously think I have no other work than worrying about your stupid marriage?” she snapped. “If Belle not respecting you isn’t any of my concern, why would you tell it to me?” she crossed her arms and frowned at him. “Why am I sleeping with such an idiot?” she muttered to herself and rolled her eyes. “Oh, and what happened to not talking about our spouses when we’re together? Aw, did you forget about that, Ton-Ton?”