Summary:

Ilya has never been the jealous type. Not with Svetlana, or Sasha, or the women he's met on his pilgrimage around the MLH circuit in Canada, or the States. Not the ones in clubs under the streets of Moscow, St. Petersburg, anywhere else Sveta could drag his aching soul.

No, Ilya has never been the jealous type.

Well. Other than with Shane.

 

Or: five times Ilya gets jealous (and one time Shane does, too).