His Purrfect Mate
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“Why not?”
“Because he’s a decent guy, and no decent guy wants to be with a street rat like me for more than one night.”
“See, there’s where your thinking is all messed up. A decent guy wouldn’t just go out with you for one night. And you know Tyler’s not like that. Quit being such a chicken, and go for it.”
The door opened, and the Prince and Princess walked in, accompanied by several bodyguards. The prince was a handsome man in his mid thirties, copper-skinned, with a goatee. He wore a blue turban which looked out of place with his hand tailored silk suit. His wife had hair piled up in a big teased black bouffant, and a pouty expression on her pretty face.
“You might want privacy for this meeting,” Bobbi said, putting her not-friendly smile on her face.
“What is the meaning of this?” the prince demanded indignantly. “I have no secrets. My staff accompany me everywhere.”
Bobbi’s smile grew wider and even less friendly. “This is about what we saw you and your wife doing while you were on separate vacations for the last two weeks while you dumped your only child to go pursue your own perverted pleasures, which, apparently is what you two do most of the year. I didn’t see any state business being conducted on those security cameras we hacked in to. In fact, what I saw was-”
The princess gasped in dismay.
“Get out,” the prince said promptly to the bodyguards, and they obeyed him instantly, shutting the door behind them.
The prince whirled back to glare at Bobbi. “Is this about money? How much do you want?”
“I don’t want money. I only want one thing. Believe it or not, unlike you, I actually care about the welfare of your child.”
“How dare you?” Princess Sara demanded indignantly. “We hire the finest staff to educate him and protect him. He has rooms full of toys and wants for nothing.”
“You two barely even see him. You spend all your time travelling, shopping, and screwing around.”
“That is not true!” she glared at Bobbi. “I make it a point to be home on his birthday, on our national holidays…” she trailed off. Bobbi waited, and stared at her.
“What?” Princess Sara asked, puzzled.
“And? When else?”
“Well, I…” the princess mumbled. “Through my spiritual healers, I have realized that I need time to grow into myself as a person and become self-actualized as an individual who needs to connect with the higher planes of-”
Pixie interrupted her with a long, loud, rude raspberry noise. The princess’ eyes flew open with shock and anger.
“How dare she!” she demanded of her husband. “She is a terrible person! Do something to her! She must be punished!”
“You are a very bad mother,” her husband chided her. “It is true.”
“What about you? When was the last time you spent any time with your son?” the princess demanded, and he spluttered indignantly.
“Enough!” Bobbi raised her hand. “You’re both terrible parents and by the time Reggie is a grown man, you’ll have missed 99 percent of his childhood, and that’s your loss. I hope you actually realize it and start spending some time with your child. I doubt you will. I only want one thing. I want his current nanny to be able to stay with him until he reaches adulthood.”
“What? No!” the princess’ forehead wrinkled indignantly. “Then he would love her more than me. I have a very strict rule that every nanny must leave after one year. If he is growing attached to this one, than she must be dismissed at once!”
She turned to her husband and stamped her feet. “You will fire her immediately!”
Bobbi shot to her feet, glaring at them. “Gopika loves Reggie more than either of you ever will, you selfish overgrown children. You will double her salary, and she will remain as his nanny until he leaves for college.”
Prince Bahi glanced at his wife, and mumbled uncertainly “I leave my wife in charge of all the childcare decisions…”
“You know, you come from a very conservative country, and if they saw what we’d tape-recorded, you wouldn’t just be dethroned. You’d be beheaded if you ever tried to set foot on your native soil again. That incredibly generous spending allowance given to the royal family? Gone. Best case scenario, you’d be impoverished ex-royals hiding out in exile for the rest of your lives.” She shot a nasty glance at the Princess Sara. “You’d have to work for a living if you wanted to eat. Or maybe, Sara, one of the lovers I saw on that video would take you in – but I doubt it, if you weren’t paying them to be with you.”
“Lovers? You are a whore!” the prince roared angrily at his wife.
“Oh, please,” Bobbi said in a bored voice. “You’re calling her names? I can’t believe you could fit that many people on that cruise ship. You want to know what my favorite part of the video was? The part where you-”
“All right!” the prince cried out hastily. “We will do it! Reggie can keep his nanny!”
“No! You have no right!” the princess wailed, tears running down her cheeks. She stamped both her feet. “I won’t have it.”
“Would you like to work for a living? Or be beheaded?” he demanded. She fell silent and glared at the floor, but said nothing.
Bobbi and Pixie walked towards the door. Bobbi’s phone rang, and she looked at it and grinned.
“Wait! I demand all copies of the video tapes!” the prince demanded angrily.
Bobbi shook her head. “No dice, because I don’t trust either of you. Be nice to Gopika now, or we will hear about it.”
She and Pixie walked past the princes, towards the main office. “I can’t wait to see those videos. I get to see the videos, right? We should have movie night, with popcorn!” Pixie cackled maliciously. .
Bobbi waited until they rounded the corner. “There are no videos. It was all a massive bluff.”
Pixie’s eyes widened in admiration. “Oh. My. God. You are a genius. How did you know what to say to them?”
“Tyler did some research for me, and he did find out that the two of them are a couple of lazy sybarites, who are well known for their sexual appetites and their neglect of royal duty. And now, excellent news.”
“What’s that?”
“That was a phone call from Kenneth. We’ve got a new case.” Bobbi flashed a grin. “It’s in Russia. You’ll just have time to pack. You think I should let Jax come with?”
THE END
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