Red Hot Lies by Mia Madison

Can something that starts as a lie ever become real?
I never rescued damsels in distress until I saw Liz.
A crown of golden red hair.
A fancy dress like a princess.
Bright red lips I long to taste.
But those lips told a big lie, and only I can save her from complete humiliation.
So I pretend to be her fiancé.
Twirl her around the dance floor.
Make nice with her family.
I even kiss her when her ex comes sniffing around.
It’s like a part in a play, and I’ve always been a good actor.
Plus it’s fun. The more I learn about her, the better I like her.
But it’s not real, and due to my complicated past, it never can be.
In the theater, the act ends when the curtain falls.
In real life, will I be able to extract myself from this situation before one of us gets hurt?