Insider (Exodus End #1) by Olivia Cunning Page A

Logan asked Reagan.
    “Sinners picked up their breakfast here half an hour ago. They left me here to wait for you lamewads.”
    Dare slid into the booth next to Logan. He leaned forward so he could talk to Reagan. “I’m surprised my brother let you out of his sight. He knows if he lets his guard down, I’m going to steal you away from him.”
    Reagan rolled her eyes at him. “As if I would go for a square like you, Dare Mills.”
    Dare laughed and covered his chest with one hand. “Ow. Wounded.”
    “He and Ethan were still in bed when I left.” She shot a nervous glance at the journalist in their midst. “All the men on Sinners’ bus sleep until noon.”
    There was a tense moment of silence as Toni stared at Reagan, her pen practically quivering with scandal above her stack of napkin notes. Several of the wait staff arrived with their food just then. Reagan released an audible breath of relief.
    Toni stared at the servers in confusion. “But we didn’t order yet.”
    “It was called in two hours in advance,” a waitress explained as she set a plate in front of Steve.
    Today was egg white and veggie omelet day. Tomorrow was fresh fruit, oatmeal, and yogurt day. The next day was scrambled egg whites and turkey sausage with whole grain toast day. Sam fed them more like underwear models than rock stars. Your bodies are a part of your image , he’d said as he’d introduced them to their new personal trainer who seconded as part of the road crew. They wouldn’t have time for a workout today, but tomorrow Kirk was sure to kick their asses into shape. He always did.
    A plate was set in front of Toni. She stared at it as if her omelet was crawling across her plate. “I don’t think I can eat this,” she said. “It looks disgustingly healthy.”
    “It’s good for you,” Max said. “Try it.”
    “I’d rather have biscuits and gravy.”
    “Me too,” Logan said as his own disgustingly healthy omelet was set before him.
    Toni met his eyes across the table and smiled. Logan’s heart thudded in response and then galloped in his chest. Dare’s warning echoed through his thoughts, but he told it to shut the hell up. He wanted her. He would be proceeding without a modicum of caution.
    “So where are you from?” Logan asked, craving her attention.
    “A rural area outside of Seattle,” she said. “Ever heard of Enumclaw?”
    Logan shook his head. “Can’t say that I have.”
    “That’s near Mount Rainer, isn’t it?” Steve asked.
    Toni lit up with a brilliant smile, and Logan wanted to punch Steve. “Yep. I have the most spectacular view of the mountain from my bedroom window.”
    At the mention of a room featuring Toni’s bed, Logan’s jeans seemed to shrink a size in the general crotch area.
    “I stayed in a cabin there once,” Steve said.
    “Mountain climbing?” Dare asked.
    Steve shrugged. “What else?”
    “Steve is part mountain goat,” Max said. He only looked up from his self-appointed task of organizing sugar packets by color in the small container on the table when his plate was set before him by the server.
    “More like part monkey,” Logan said, which earned him a well-placed kick to the shin.
    “Do you climb?” Steve asked.
    Logan pictured Toni all bundled up like a snow bunny, standing at the foot of a mountain at Steve’s side. He didn’t like the idea of her having something in common with Steve, and he was very confused as to why he gave a shit.
    Toni laughed. “I’m not dexterous enough to climb it. I just like to look at the scenery.”
    “It is a gorgeous mountain,” Steve said. “Not too challenging of a climb, but I wouldn’t recommend it for a beginner.”
    “So what do you do for fun?” Logan asked, trying to regain her attention.
    “Me?” Toni met his eyes across the table.
    “You’re the only one here I don’t know well,” Logan said.
    She shrugged. “Not much. Studying. Reading.”
    “You study for fun?” Logan had never heard of such a