Whereas "I love you" and "fiancé" were words that were difficult to try on, "husband" felt like the most natural word to slip from my lips.
The first time I said it, I was standing at a Delta gate, trying to upgrade our flight to Mexico to first class.
"We only have 1 seat left," the gate agent informed me.
"No thanks. I'd like to sit with my husband," I spun on my heels and flipped my hair at him.
So much for honeymoon perks.
