Just a few feet away Palmer Conroy was waiting on his drink and had noticed Austin. “What the fuck are you looking at?” asked Palmer, no doubt certain that their very public surroundings were keeping him safe right about now. Which was true. If Leah weren’t here tonight, they’d be exchanging more than just dirty looks. “An asshole,” said Austin because he couldn’t resist. Palmer’s nostrils flared. “Are you even supposed to be here?” The guy shrugged. “I’m on probation. I can go where ever the fuck I want.” Which would not have been true of anyone else, Austin was almost certain. People on probation were probably supposed to steer clear of places like The Silver Spur. But Palmer was still a Conroy, despite his previous arrest for assault. “Then go somewhere else. Now.” The last thing Austin wanted was to have to look at Palmer Conroy all night instead of dancing with Leah. Palmer’s jaw twitched and he looked like he wanted to argue the point but as he looked around, he seemed to be missing some friends, or the small army it would take to keep Austin from kicking his ass.
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