Ride With the Mob - A$AP Rocky

Chapter 14

Rakim Mayers

I promised Symone that I would take her shopping and out to eat today so I kept my word and she's getting ready. I looked at my Rolex and read 4:23 PM. It's been like 2 days since I've smoked and that's a while so I went to the balcony to finish this backwood while Symone was getting ready. It had already been 20 minutes since she got home and at this point I was just wondering what the fuck she was doing.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I sensed that someone was behind me and when I turned around I was greeted with the sight of Symone. I just took a minute to admire her. Even in leggings and a graphic tee paired with Vans, her hair in a bun, she looked amazing. On her face there was no sign of makeup with an exception of lipgloss. And don't even get me started on her lips. Damn.

"So you bout to finish that blunt and wasn't gone tell me?" She asked, looking at me with wide eyes.

"Symone you don't even smoke backwoods," I said. "It's a roach now. What you want me to do?" I added.

"What is there to do?"

"Take you shopping and feed you. When we come back I'll fye you up."

"Alright, let's go then."

"Ha, bet." I followed her into the house and although I never saw it because she always had it somewhat hidden, I noticed that Symone had a really nice body. I'm not tripping though, at least she know she gotta cover up for when she in public with a nigga.

I'm not ridiculously tall, just 5'10, but I realized that Symone was very small. If I could guess, I would say that she's 5'2. I also remembered always slightly looking down whenever we speak face to face. Usually the women that have interest in me are about 5'7 to 5'10 but now I saw how good me and Symone's heights looked together.

"Symone where that key I gave you?" I questioned as she grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

"In my purse, why?"

"Just making sure," I lied. I lost mine but of course I wasn't going to tell her that. When we go grocery shopping at Walmart, I'll just copy hers so I guess she'll find out then.

"Right..." She trailed off. "We good to go?"

"Yeah," I replied, grabbing the key to my m3 and heading to the door with her behind me. Once on the other side of the door, I told Symone to lock it with her key. When she did so, we walked to my car. In the elevator she asked, "Where we going first?"

"Shopping. Neiman Marcus or Saks Fifth first?"

"Nigga... None. Both are unreasonably expensive," she answered as the elevator doors opened which meant us walking out. I lead the way.

"Symone. I said nothing about prices, baby girl," I started, looking over at her. Me using that word caused her to soften up a bit, I could see it in her eyes. "My account is overflowing. We can go to Saks Fifth first and if you don't find anything in there we can go any where else you want. That good with you?" I finished with a soft tone.

"Rocky, why?" She simply asked as we got into my car.

"Why what?"

"Why are you so... Sweet and heartless at the same time?"

"Elaborate on that," I requested as I started the car. I needed the A/C desperately.

"You always want to treat me to things like this and I just don't get it."

"You don't have to, you're just worth spending money on. What's that word?" I paused. "Special?" I said, receiving a tilt of the head and eyebrow raise from her.