Just got back. Everything went really well. I met her in the parking lot and we gave each other a nice warm hug. Started walking through the parking lot and she immediately reached for my hand and held it all the way to the front door. She was very touchy feely again all throughout dinner. We were at a Japanese hibachi place at a large table of people, so we were sitting next to each other, and she constantly had her arm on my shoulder or rubbing my back, her foot rubbing my leg, holding my hand in her lap, etc. It was very affectionate and nice.
I can't remember how but somehow the Wednesday night thing came up and I made a joke about being her mid-week date. She said it was because she couldn't wait to see me. I rolled my eyes, but it was nice. Her ditching me on Saturday also briefly surfaced and she just said "I know, I'm terrible" or something and I just blew it off and kept going. We flirted a bit and she kept talking about the things she was going to have to work on with me, and I told her the list seemed to keep getting longer and longer. She used up all her white sauce and started using mine, to which I said "would you like my white sauce?" It totally went over her head but I inwardly chuckled.
We were the last ones at the table and couldn't decide what to do next. I totally wanted to invite her to my place but I resisted the temptation. So we just went and sat in her car and made out again for 10-15 minutes. Very nice. Again I wanted to suggest we go back to my place, but I didn't. I was being gentlemanly about things but once I started my kissing toward her ample cleavage she stopped me and said she should be heading home. I said cool, we kissed a few more times, and each left for home. She texted me a couple of times from the road and again when she got home.