Reaper

Reaper by A. Zavarelli
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

⭐4 stars⭐

"No, see these little flips go like so," Ronan says as he points at the diaper on the table.

"I don't think they do, Fitz," Crow argues. "They don't stay like that."

"Maybe you could tape them," Alexei offers.

I clear my throat from the door, and all three of them look at me like deer in the headlights. Ronan's cheeks flush, and so do Lachlan's. I just caught the boss and the underboss of the Irish mob blushing over a baby.

Lachlan and Ronan's bromance is my drug! Love it!
And can't wait for my other mobster muffins' stories.

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