“Are you admiring the view?” he asked.“Yes,” LaRaine agreed without turning. She did not want Travis McCrea to see the brightness of the unshed tears in her eyes. “It’s a vast, beautiful . . . ” The lie stuck in her throat. She could not find anything beautiful about this desolate country. “ . . . nothing.” she finished with cold, blatant truthfulness. “You could be right.” Travis considered her reply. LaRaine felt his gaze on her. Heat rushed through her body as she realized he was applying the description to her instead of the land—a beautiful nothing!