Will grinned, bolstered by her enthusiasm. He'd been teetering back and forth on whether to suggest it. He'd come to think of Clio's collection of books as an extension of Clio herself, and he loved the way they sprawled across the apartment, filling corners and accumulating in small stacks on odd surfaces. He hadn't wanted her to think he saw it as clutter that needed to be cleared away. "I can do up some sketches," he suggested. "Show you a few wood samples."