His Purrfect Mate
with resignation as the doors closed.
    Pixie pulled a wallet, a Rolex watch, and a box of Tic-Tacs out of her pocket. She opened the Tic-Tacs and popped two in her mouth.
    “What?” she said to Bobbi. “The box hadn’t been opened!”
    Then she handed the Rolex to the prince. “Here, since you helped me, you get half,” she said. “I’m keeping the wallet.”
    “Oh, for God’s sake,” Bobbi growled in disgust.
    Reginald began dancing up and down in the elevator with excitement. “Show me how you did that! Show me! Show me!”
    “Only if you behave. Settle down, already, you’re giving me a headache,” Pixie instructed him as they reached their floor, and he instantly stopped dancing around and followed her, worshipfully, down the hallway into the luxury penthouse suite.
    “These men who are with you, they’re the prince’s personal bodyguards?” Bobbi asked Gopika.
    “Yes, he always travels with them. However, his parents like to have local security watching over him, as well, since they will be more familiar with the area and any threats he might face.”
    Bobbi nodded. “Thank you. There has been a little bit of a mixup with the assignments tonight, but I am about to get you two excellent bodyguards who will provide the prince with top-notch, dedicated protection during his visit here.”
    She walked over to the window so she could speak in private ,  and dialed Tyler’s cell phone number as she watched Pixie askance.  Pixie was letting Reginald practice picking her pocket while Gopika pretended not to notice.
    Anything to keep the kid quiet, she thought with exasperation. I just have to get Pixie out of here before she turns the kid into a professional felon.
    “Tyler, you will have two bodyguards come to the hotel, immediately.  As you know, Jax and Heath tricked me into taking this assignment.  It’s not happening. Why? Well, for one thing, Pixie’s teaching the prince how to pickpocket. Yes, you heard me.  You want his parents to come back and find out that he’s now, literally, a cat burglar? I thought not.  I have arranged for a plane to fly us to Turak. The plane is leaving in six hours. It will drop us off outside of Turak, and then we’ll fly back with Jax and Heath.   Never mind how I found a plane. Just start getting our paperwork ready.”
    It took about half an hour before the bodyguard s showed up. While they waited, Pixie taught Reginald how to cheat at cards, and Bobbi sat and planned various gruesome revenge scenarios involving her double-dealing boyfriend.
    When the two new bodyguards walked in, Reginald pouted and stamped his feet. He pointed at Pixie.  “I want her to stay!” he told Gopika, eyes filled with tears. “She can be my new nanny when you leave next month.” Then, suddenly, he grabbed his nanny’s hand. “You can both be my nanny. I’ll have two nannies.”
    “ We have to go now, or we’ll be in trouble with our boss,” Bobbi told him. “We’ll be back in one week, and you’ll still be here.  If you behave, we’ll go to Disneyland with you when we get back.”
    “You promise?” he asked doubtfully.
    “Yes, and think of all the pockets we can – ow! I mean, all the rides we can ride on,” Pixie said, rubbing her arm where Bobbi had punched her.
    Despite Reggie’s tearful protests, they headed out quickly.
    “I don’t have a passport, by the way,” Pixie said, as they pulled away from the hotel.
    “Good, because you’re not coming. Shut up!” Bobbi said, before Pixie said anything. “Take you with me into a war torn country, when I need to concentrate on the mission and can’t get distracted by trying to keep you alive? You, with all your piercings and rainbow hair, in a Muslim country, standing out like a glowing beacon and drawing attention to us?”
    “ I can dye my hair black in like no time.  I’ll take out my piercings and wear a veil and dress up like a modest Muslim girl,” Pixie said. “It’ll be like fun. Like it’s

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